"Actually, it's nothing major. President Zhang has just been too busy lately and forgot. But when I mentioned a young and beautiful woman like Miss Qiao, he remembered immediately," Mr. Jin flattered without showing it.
Qiao Mo just slightly curled her lips, not as delighted as Jin Chengbin had imagined.
He couldn't really explain why, but he felt that the woman in front of him was somewhat enigmatic and perhaps difficult to deal with.
However, he had to admit, only a challenge would be worthy of her beauty; if she were too easy to obtain, it would be boring instead.
His gaze seemed very open and straightforward as it roamed over Qiao Mo, appearing to be a casual appraisal.
Yet, his gaze was not as upright as it appeared, moving from her chest to her waist, finally resting on her hips.
Just then, the music at the ball started, and many people began stepping into the dance floor to dance.
