Yan Xinxin was still pondering how to free herself from Mo Chuxi's hand once outside, when she suddenly heard a woman excitedly calling out to Mo Chuxi.
And in such a familiar way, calling him "Chuxi."
She instinctively lifted her eyes to look over. The woman was at least 1.7 meters tall, wearing a pair of high heels that accentuated her long and graceful figure.
She wore an asymmetrical long dress; her wavy hair sensually cascaded down over her ample bosom.
Yan Xinxin didn't know who this woman was, but she was certain Mo Chuxi knew her.
"Long time no see."
The woman walked closer, taking the initiative to greet him. Her large, light gray contact-lensed eyes carried a trace of a smile that was fixed entirely on Mo Chuxi's face.
"What brings you here? Could it be you're accompanying an employee from your company to participate in this year's jewelry design competition?"
"Mm."
Mo Chuxi nodded lightly, his gaze casually sweeping past the woman.
"And you?"
"Me?"
