"Unhappy?"

"I didn't want to be so conspicuous outside, so you should talk to me less in the future."

Maxim fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "Everyone knows about our relationship. Even if we don't speak about it, in the eyes of others, it's only making things more conspicuous by trying to conceal them."

"That was still better than sticking together all the time. After going home, we had plenty of time to spend together. There was no need to rush."

"Every time we came home, either you had to work or I had to do overtime. Apart from meal times when we could exchange a few words, the rest of the time we were each doing our own things. Moreover, you wouldn't even let me into the bedroom."

Briana was taken aback, then a flash of anger crossed her eyes, "So, your ultimate goal is to get into the bedroom?"

"Of course not, but if you agree, I don't have any objections."

Briana glared at him, "Then I refuse."

"Then I wanted to spend time with you, I could only take advantage of various activities or time discussing cooperation."

Seeing his seemingly helpless expression, Briana pursed her lips and slowly said, "Alright, but you can't be too excessive in front of others."

"Was it too much to hold your hand?"

"What do you say?"

Detecting the dissatisfaction in Briana's tone, Maxim couldn't help but chuckle, saying, "Alright, when there are others around, I promise not to make any intimate gestures towards you."

"That's more like it."

"But there were no outsiders then."

"What......"

Before Briana could react, she was pinned against the wall by Maxim, who had grabbed her wrist.

A shadow fell before my eyes, and the other party's cold thin lips pressed against mine.

At first, Briana was somewhat resistant, but later she unconsciously took the initiative to hook his neck and kiss him back.

In a corner where no one knew, they kissed and hugged recklessly.

Kiley couldn't describe the feeling she had when she saw Maxim pinning Briana against the wall and kissing her. She only felt as if her heart had suddenly become paralyzed, followed by a pain that spread from her chest to every limb.

Even at the height of her past relationship with Maxim, he had never kissed her so recklessly in public.

The jealousy and anger welling up inside her almost drowned her. Her hands hanging by her sides unconsciously tightened, until the pain of her nails digging into her flesh finally brought her back to reality.

She took a deep breath and turned to leave in a disheveled state before her last shred of sanity was also stripped away.

The kiss ended, Briana's face was flushed red. She looked up at Maxim, her eyes filled with obvious resentment.

"The lipstick was all smudged by your kisses. Once we go out, people will know what happened just by looking!"

Maxim pressed against her forehead, his voice low and hoarse, "I'll be more careful next time."

Briana raised an eyebrow and said bluntly, "If you don't kiss me, my lipstick won't smudge."

"I couldn't control myself."

Briana: "......"

After calming his emotions for a moment, Maxim fixed Briana's hair before leading her towards the exhibition.

Upon reaching the door, Briana let go of his hand, "I'll go in first, you come in later."

"Good."

Seeing the indulgence in his eyes, Briana's face couldn't help but turn red again.

She found herself increasingly unable to resist Maxim, which was not a good sign.

Entering the exhibition hall, Briana quickly found Sophie and Pamela, but both of them looked a bit upset.

"What's with those expressions? Didn't you like the clothing designs in the exhibition hall?"