Ling Xiangyu was 38 this year, but she looked considerably younger, appearing only in her late twenties.
Her beauty was stunning, and her figure was well-maintained, curvy and sexy, with the bold makeup enhancing her presence, making her seem like a blooming, vivid rose.
I couldn't help but take several extra glances.
She was about the same age as Aunt Lin, but her temperament was entirely different. She was too assertive, with an overwhelming presence that made it difficult for others to harbor any disrespectful thoughts.
As a poor guy like me, it was the first time I had met someone of such high status, and I couldn't help feeling a bit restrained.
And this place was too upscale for comfort, making me feel somewhat out of place.
"Dr. Chen, don't be nervous. Just think of this as your own home and relax," Ling Xiangyu said, noticing my tension and speaking with a smile.
"Sure! Boss Ling!"
I nodded.
