Luo Sen, who was at loggerheads with Song Yue, casually glanced at Ning Xuan and found himself unable to look away.
Objectively speaking, Ning Xuan was not bad-looking; in fact, she was quite pretty. But her style was somewhat fierce. If Yu Ting was considered charmingly fierce, then Ning Xuan would be coolly alluring. Her expressionless face was intimidating enough, not to mention her well-developed figure.
If you look at it positively, it could creatively fuel a man's desire to conquer.
Put negatively, it could be so overwhelming that it scares off a bunch of guys.
Most of the students from Chang Ming University were the latter, but the current Luo Sen happened to be the former.
Gorgeousness.
Ning Xuan, who never cared about her boss's business partners, didn't notice Luo Sen's gaze and simply brought two cups of tea to Luo Sen and Song Yue.
Watching Ning Xuan serving Luo Sen tea, Song Yue noticed the man's blatant gaze and knitted his brows.
