I didn't expect this company to hide so many beautiful women.
But when Diego's gaze fell on the ring on An Lan's ring finger, the eagerness that had just been trying to surface calmed down instantly, and he felt some disappointment thinking, such a beautiful woman, what a pity, she's already married. Diego despised nothing more than hitting on other men's women.
He shifted his focus back to Zhang Ya.
"Excuse me, who are you?" Diego asked in his broken Chinese.
An Lan looked at Diego with an expressionless face. The urge to have a serious talk with them instantly faded. She finally understood why her brother got so emotional whenever he mentioned this man; he was simply too annoying.
His gaze was like that of someone appraising a valuable commodity, evaluating her. An Lan hadn't encountered someone so audacious in a long time. She responded directly in Spanish.
"Someone who can directly communicate with our company's President."
