<h4>Chapter 133: Served on a tter (3)</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio <strong>Editor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio


    Met with the piercing gaze of Ruan Zeyan, Zhang Heng felt like he was hit by lightning and immediately took his hand off Ling Tianya. Then, he stepped one step further, keeping his distance from her.


    Ling Tianya looked at Zhang Heng’s reaction, speechless. He must really fear Ruan Zeyan. She said to Zhang Heng, “Director, you must be busy with other things. I’ll be careful tomorrow at the press conference.”


    Zhang Heng nodded and made a swift departure.


    Ruan Zeyan looked like he came directly from work. A camel coat was draped over his gray striped suit. He was just standing there, making a frame of perfection. At the same time, the atmosphere in the room was darkened by his presence. He walked slowly towards Ling Tianya, and then pulled her tiny body close to his with his long arms. His lips were what came next, pressing hard on her little mouth, dominating her with a passionate and tangling French kiss.


    Ling Tianya was taken by surprise. They were at the studio and there were people everywhere. Even though nobody dared to be close, they could still see.


    People gasped as they stared at Ruan Zeyan making out with Ling Tianya.


    Ling Tianya’s eyes rolled back and her head felt like it was going to spilt open. It was CRAZY! Ruan Zeyan was driving herpletely crazy!


    The more she struggled, the firmer he held onto her. Ling Tianya wanted to bite the man, but his tongue was so powerful that she had no chance. Finally, Ruan Zeyan pulled away from her lips with his arms still around her body.


    Ling Tianya was out of breath. She red at Ruan Zeyan with those animated eyes, “You are a man who has no respect for anything!”


    Ruan Zeyan looked back at Ling Tianya provocatively. “What did I tell you? You already forgot?”


    The night before, Ruan Zeyan had made it clear to Ling Tianya that she was not allowed to go to clubs, ept drinks from other men, or make physical contact with any male other than himself. There would be consequences otherwise. God forbid, when he got to the studio that morning, the first thing he saw was Zhang Heng putting his hand on Ling Tianya’s shoulder and looking at her with a concerned face.


    Ling Tianya took a deep breath. “The director was consoling me. There was no excessive bodily contact, just a little tap on the shoulder.”


    Ruan Zeyan moved his hand upward and ced it on Ling Tianya’s shoulder. “Even your shoulder belongs to me. No one else is allowed to touch it.”


    Ling Tianya’s temper was brewing, but just when she was about to let it out, she saw Du Gang waving his hand behind Ruan Zeyan, beggingly.


    “Miss Ling, please don’t make the boss mad. It is going to be bad for everyone.”


    Ling Tianya decided to swallow her words and ignore Ruan Zeyan.


    Inside the car, Ling Tianya dialed Zhang Ke’s phone for the fifth time. Still no answer. Ling Tianya’s eyebrow went up as she put down her pone.


    “What’s wrong?” Asked Ruan Zeyan.


    “My assistant didn’t show up this morning, and she’s not answering her phone,” Ling Tianya said.


    Ruan Zeyan didn’t take an assistant as anything serious. He continued to ask, “Do you need my help at the press conference tomorrow?”


    “No, I don’t.” Ling Tianya shook her head.


    Ruan Zeyan turned to look at Ling Tianya, whose face waspletely calm. “Don’t underestimate the press in this country.”


    Inside, Ruan Zeyan was hoping Ling Tianya would ask for his help, but to his disappointment, she smiled at him, “Really? I am curious to see.”