Su Yan pondered quietly as he studied Mixiao. He merely had to raise his head a little as Mixiao wasn't much taller, despite him being seated.
But from this angle, it was a refreshing view.
This girl had an oval-shaped face and she looked demure and bashful. Her skin was really fair and tender. Her bangs and spectacles made her look rather tacky. But to Su Yan, she exuded serenity and warmth, just like a spring breeze.
It seemed like there was a need to look at women from various angles. No wonder women usually liked to take photos from a certain angle. That must be their best angle, Su Yan thought all of this to himself.
On Weibo and Facebook, those photos seemed identical with similar poses.
Su Yan chuckled to himself, lost in his own thoughts. He had forgotten that his secretary was still around.
Mixiao looked bewildered as she stared at Su Yan. She couldn't understand why Su Yan was grinning to himself.
