She suddenly remembered she had seen an article on a magazine before, talking about a mature 30 year old man. Not only was he rich, he had a pair of eyes which could see through a woman's clothes.
This type of man was considered ideal as they were able to fulfil a woman's desires.
There was a kind of crispness in Tang Mo'er's bones. She could not deny that she really was attracted to this kind of man. Underneath that elegant appearance, the man's aura was most pleasurable, drawing her in one to be fascinated.
Yet, it was impossible between them, they belonged to two completely different worlds. They would never be together.
"President Gu, the price you offered is not bad, but I never said I agreed."
Looking at her blushing face and glimmering expression, Gu Mohan lifted the corner of his lips. He squinted at the woman's soft lips, his voice lazy and languid, "Hmm?"
