The man chuckled and walked over to sit beside Su Zhiyuan, taking the wine glass Director Zhao handed to him. He tipped his head back and downed it in one go, three glasses in succession, without a hint of redness in his cheeks. Yun Ya couldn't help but inwardly admire his capacity for alcohol and, at the same time, she took the opportunity to discreetly assess the man.
He appeared to be a bit over thirty, clad in a finely tailored suit, with handsome features, a calm and restrained demeanor that exuded an elite aura. As he lifted his hand, a Casio men's watch on his left wrist caught the light, revealing a low-key elegance.
As Yun Ya appraised him, the man suddenly looked over, his eyes black and deep, drawing one in almost subconsciously.
The girl wasn't the slightest bit embarrassed at being caught staring; she simply smiled lightly, warm and bright.
Pei Jinghong was momentarily taken aback, then gave Yun Ya a slight nod.
