My name is Lin Shutong.
My landlord, the perfect director of my company, was also the clumsy intern next to me.
He weaved a web with his three identities, trying to trap me into a docile specimen.
Until the night of the celebration banquet, I pressed him against the deserted corridor and ran my fingertips across his Adam's apple: "Mr. Shen, are you tired of playing three identities?"
He avoided me with his eyes and his voice was hoarse: "Lin Shutong, when did you find out?
I chuckled and kissed the corner of his trembling mouth: "From the first time you looked at me."
