"So it's just the two of us?" Cai Xiaoyi asked, a sly look in her eyes.
"Just us," Chen Jincheng said with a nod.
The words had barely left his lips when he found Cai Xiaoyi hugging his arm to her chest, leaning intimately against him.
She was holding on so tightly that he could feel the pressure from the divorced young Malay woman's ample chest.
'She's really stacked.'
He chuckled and asked, "Xiaoyi, are all Malay girls this forward?"
Cai Xiaoyi didn't miss the chance to declare her intentions. "Of course not. But I'm pursuing you, Mr. Chen, so I have to be a little more proactive."
"A very good reason," Chen Jincheng said with a smile, letting her continue to hold onto him.
All the way to the gate and while they waited to board, other men kept stealing glances. Since he was wearing a mask, they obviously weren't looking at him, but at the divorced young Malay woman clinging to his arm.
