Song Guanchao's eyebrow twitched. What is this woman looking at?
And those ambiguous words just now, clearly intended to provoke wild thoughts, were definitely deliberate.
Could this woman be interested in me?
This thought suddenly popped into Song Guanchao's mind.
When it comes to matters between men and women, he is not slow.
With this thought, he remembered how a few days ago, to investigate a case, the two of them pretended to be lovers... no, they pretended to be a married couple.
At the time, Chen Yirou behaved very professionally.
And she did not resist any physical contact with Song Guanchao at all.
Plus, they had once hid in a wardrobe, where some rather intimate physical contact occurred.
If a woman has no affection for a man, she would typically keep her distance after such contact.
But Chen Yirou acted as if nothing had happened afterward.
Moreover, Song Guanchao could clearly feel that Chen Yirou indeed harbored some inexplicable fondness for him.
