Old Xing and Director Cheng

The first time they met, Xing Zhou watched coldly as she clung to a bald man’s arm and cooed at him, then poached one of his clients; The second time, Xing Zhou was caught off guard when she threw her arms around him and kissed him, then chased off the woman he was on a blind date with; The third time, Xing Zhou unexpectedly found her sitting on his sofa, smiling with narrowed eyes over a teacup. Well, this time she’d come right to his door... Cheng Fei: Mr. Xing, I-I can explain... Xing Zhou smiled coolly: Is that so...