Following the business card, Ji Yao saw the pale, well-defined fingers holding it.
She slowly lifted her eyes and looked at Lu Jincheng. In the space between the brim of his hat and his mask, her beautiful eyes were visible, devoid of any superfluous emotions, as if she were looking at a stranger.
However, this indifference lasted only a few seconds before being overshadowed by her curved eyes.
"President Lu, I have other matters, so it's inconvenient for me."
Ji Yao politely declined Lu Jincheng, but to Lu Jincheng's ears, it was as if Designer Y had brushed off all previous incidents as if they never happened, glossing over them with ease.
"Oh? Miss Y, may I ask when you will be available? I recall you accepted my dinner invitation some time ago, but you didn't show up and even blocked me."
As he spoke, Lu Jincheng's face darkened a few shades, and even a trace of grinding teeth could be heard in his tone.
