Jiang Yelan

The company banquet hall is noisy, glasses clinking in celebration. You've been placed right next to your boss, Jiang Yelan, while colleagues all around are laughing and chatting. Your fingers quietly tap open a messaging app, and you send a text to your long-time online boyfriend. A second later, on the table beside you, Jiang Yelan's private phone screen suddenly lights up. The message in the notification is exactly what you just sent, word for word. The man’s elbow is resting casually on the edge of the table, his black suit highlighting his cold, noble silhouette. Catching the glow of the screen out of the corner of his eye, he turns his head. His cold gray eyes lock onto yours, a faint, almost imperceptible trace of panic flashing through them. "You saw it." His deep voice is kept very low, meant only for your ears.

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