Jordan shrugged and the smile on his face slowly faded. "This is what I would classify as 'not interesting'."
Park Anya knew that Jordan did not want to talk about this, but she insisted. "Jordan, in order to save your family today, you deliberately deceived the other family representatives. The medicine you presented can't make anyone 20 years younger. Your family didn't successfully develop the serum either. You lied to us all, right?"
Park Anya was asking the obvious!
As a part of the Park family, she knew the backstory behind this entire matter, including Scarlett Johansson's part in it. So she shouldn't ask such a stupid question.
It would be like if the two of them were sitting on a plane and she turned to ask Jordan, "Hey, we are on a plane now, right?"
No one would ask such an obvious question unless she had an ulterior motive.
Jordan snorted softly. He could see through this woman's motive with a single glance!
Turning toward Park Anya, he approached her swiftly, reaching her in mere moments. He pressed his body against hers. Her fragrance wafted over him.
Jordan circled his arms around Park Anya's waist.
"What are you doing?"
Park Anya backed away nervously.
"Not here."
Jordan had no intention of taking advantage of Park Anya. If he was that kind of man, he would have already done this four years ago on the battlefield.
In fact, Jordan was actually looking for something. A recording device!
When he couldn't find it at her waist, Jordan searched her back again.
"It's not here either."
Park Anya did not dare to move. She knew how strong Jordan was. Even Miyamoto Masaki, who could punch a hole in the wall, was not his match. In the end, she was a weak woman. It was useless for her to resist.
Park Anya pretended to be pitiful. "Jordan, don't be like this. I know you like me, but if others see you doing this to me in public, they won't have a good impression of us. I have a husband. For his sake, please show me some respect!"
Park Anya kept talking.
But Jordan ignored her. Soon, a smile appeared on his face.
"Found it! So it was hidden in your hair. You're really something."
Jordan found a small black clip in Park Anya's long black hair. There was a small recorder on it.
Jordan removed the recording device and threw it out.
"You wanted to record my words and play them for Chairman Rong, right?" Jordan asked with a smile.
Park Anya no longer pretended to be a weak woman. She smiled back. "You're so young but so vigilant. I have to
admit that I like you a little." "Do you like me? Kiss me then."
Jordan moved again and quickly kissed Park Anya.
When he was looking for the recording device earlier, Jordan kept inhaling Park Anya's fragrance and was finding her hard to resist.
"You..."
Park Anya was shocked. Although she felt helpless and somewhat indignant, a smile was on her face.
Jordan said, "I'm a gentleman. When you said that I wasn't worthy of you in the past, I didn't even touch your hand. Now that you say you like me, I can kiss you. You won't be angry, right?"
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