S City was a southern city where there was almost no winter season; it would always fleetingly pass into an early spring season. Nonetheless, the continuous drizzle, wet streets, and cold spring breeze could still freeze to the bone.
A weekend like this would be best for laying lazily in bed and do nothing.
Jing Wushuang had been sitting in the café on the top floor of Grand Plaza for a while. Her pale fingers supported her cheeks that blended with her fair and elegant face. Clear black pupils looked down entrancingly at the modern city shrouded in mist and rain.
Her long khaki-colored sweater covered her hips, and below that was a pair of skin-tight black pants and high-heeled boots of the same color. At a height of hundred-and-sixty-five centimeters with good proportions, her knee-length leather boots made her legs look more slender. A coat that matched the color of her top was arbitrarily hung on the chair next to her. Truly languid and beautiful, like an elf who strayed into the rainy season.
Mu Yuhao caught this scene as he entered the door. He did not spare any time to observe the ambiance of the café and walked hurriedly toward her.
"Apologies, the traffic was quite bad," he said as he pulled out the chair opposite her, took off his jacket, draped it on the back of the chair and sat down.
Wu Jingshuang slowly retracted her gaze and lightly answered, "No problem, I just arrived as well."
Mu Yuhao had encountered various types of people in recent years. He had seen them all, all except the likes of Jing Wushuang.
She possessed an indescribable charm. Her features were delicate and elegant. She might not be the most beautiful among the urban beauties, but she would no doubt be the first to catch one's eyes.
The other women at his workplace always hung around him for various reasons, but not her. One could always tell from her eyes that seemingly spelled—'among us all, we are equal', but there would always be a voice in his head to tell him that she was unique.
Mu Yuhao picked up the menu and handed it to her gently. "You must be hungry, let's have some dessert."
Wu Jingshuang took a sip from her cup of slightly cold coffee and gently replied, "It's alright, I just had breakfast before I got here. I'm not very hungry. Why did you ask me to come here?"
She went straight to the point; she just wanted to get things done as quickly as possible and return to her warm quilt to catch up on her sleep.
The vice president calling her for an appointment this early in the morning—in such weather moreover—was a bit of a wet blanket.
The gentleman Mu Yuhao smiled as though he did not understand her indifference. He withdrew the menu and said, "Tiramisu here seems to be not bad, the Black Forest is good too. I came over without having breakfast."
"Vice President Mu, did you just ask me to accompany you for breakfast this early in the morning?" asked Jing Wushuang with a slight frown.
She did not consider herself to be friends with Mu Yuhao. They simply shared a superior-and-subordinate from another department relationship. There was no business relationship and no personal relationship. She could not think of a reason why he had asked to meet her.
Mu Yuhao laughed harmlessly, showing a smile that always makes living beings go crazy. "Although I descended from my noble position to accompany you for breakfast, you don't have to feel too honored."
Jing Wushuang rested one arm on the table, gently closed her eyes, and massaged her slightly painful brows.
She did not know how to respond to this young master who did not play by the rules.
"Excuse me while I go to the restroom."
Jing Wushuang then grabbed her handbag, stood up, and headed for the restroom.
Mu Yuhao slowly raised his head and pensively locked his gaze on her graceful back view. His amorous eyes of ecstasy flashed a glimmer of desire.