He hadn't expected to see her today, yet there she was. At first glance, her looks weren't stunning, but a closer inspection would reveal her snow-white skin and the way every glance of hers seemed to hook you in, her whole being exuding a unique charm.
Her figure was slender, and any clothing seemed to fit her perfectly. As she crossed her legs, her high heels tilted up, revealing slender, fair calves.
Her beauty was unique, free from any impurity.
Wu Lin's gaze gradually became vacant until Song Qi coughed to remind him, "Do you no longer want your eyes? If Brother Yan were here, you'd be finished."
He quickly averted his gaze, and a flush instantly spread across his face. He finally understood why Tang Yan couldn't forget this woman—she was worth it.
Jin Mo was assigned to a small department, with a relaxing workload that mostly involved organizing files. Her salary wasn't high, but neither was it low—almost like the life of an idler.
