Her sudden movement drew Qi Sinian’s gaze. Embarrassed, Zhong Xiran quickly changed the subject. “I’ve been working on concept art all day. I’m exhausted.” She feigned exhaustion, rubbing the back of her neck, terrified he would press her further. Her fingertips, curled around his arm, were trembling. To her relief, Qi Sinian didn’t ask any more questions and simply led her downstairs. Zhong Xiran