I turned to look at Fu Yanzhou, wanting to see the expression of the new chairman of the chamber of commerce who was about to take office.
He is laughing.
The thin lips were curved, and there was no warmth in the eyes, as if they were admiring a caught prey. I've seen that smile many times - the smile when toasting to partners at a cocktail party, the smile when he held my shoulder for a photo at a charity dinner, and the smile when he kissed my collarbone on the bed last month.
"Shen Yan, don't blame me." He said the last words in a gentle voice, "You can't sit still in this position."
I took a step back.
The window sill is very short, as if it was deliberately designed for someone.
