She gasped longingly,
while his fingers kept sliding down, already reaching her...
She shivered suddenly, knowing she was forced to the edge of a cliff.
Accept, or resist?
At this moment, a series of urgent rings suddenly sounded, abruptly breaking the strange atmosphere in the studio.
Yan Jian snapped back to reality, frantically searching, and found that the studio's landline phone used for business was ringing crazily.
She was burning all over, hurriedly shoved him away, and got up, running towards the phone, fixing her clothes as she ran.
A strange and urgent voice came through the phone: "...a lady driving a burgundy DS, do you know her? Her business card left this number."
Yan Jian was instantly alert: "I know her, she's Catherine. What happened?"
The other person replied: "She had a car accident and has been sent to the emergency center. Her phone was smashed, so we could only contact this number."
