The woman had long black curly hair, wore a lotus-purple shirt and a tight black skirt, which was quite short, her curves accentuated, her chest quite large, almost bursting the buttons of her shirt.
Gu Qimiao instinctively looked down at her own chest, feeling suddenly empty.
Do men all like such sexy women?
Seeing the woman sit on the sofa, the assistant politely brought a cup of tea and said to her, "Miss Jiang, please wait here for a moment, Mr. Shen's meeting will be over soon."
Then the assistant left, and Gu Qimiao observed the woman through the thin transparent glass.
The woman put down the teacup, stood up, looked around as if appreciating the layout of the office, and then walked to Shen Yanchen's bookshelf, raising her hand to pick up a book.
Gu Qimiao felt inexplicably uncomfortable, always thinking that his belongings should only be touched by her, and did not want to see other women handling them.
