The ten-minute conversation ended swiftly.
His tall figure walked away.
She stood in front of the window, watching a crowd of the nation's elites cluster around him like stars around the moon, treating him with the utmost respect. Yes, he was the sovereign of this country, the constant star of this world, whose intense light forced everyone to look up.
Suddenly, she remembered the night he had kissed her.
It was the same kiss, yet Gong Xize couldn't evoke any feelings in her.
But he was different.
When he kissed her, she felt something.
He had offered her two choices—first, to continue as Xiao Tian's painting teacher, or second, to spend her life in prison.
Of course, she would choose the first option.
That afternoon, Secretary Wen took her back to the apartment...
The apartment was fully furnished, and Secretary Wen had also provided her with a maid named Luo Lin.
