Shen Mingyou placed Lin Baiyao's gift on the side cabinet and turned to introduce them one by one with seriousness, "This scholarly-looking one here is my brother, Shen Minghan. This is Brother Yu, Bai Xiaoyu."
Lin Baiyao nodded in understanding, offering a seductive smile with her red lips slightly parting, "Indeed, it's the good genes of your family, Mr. Shen—I recognized you at a glance. May I know where Mr. Bai is employed?"
Her gaze lingered on Bai Xiaoyu, blinking and inching closer, the man looking cold and noble with an air of a superior. Could he be the President of Shenghan?
Her eyes had already sized up Bai Xiaoyu, and she turned her head to look at Shen Mingyou, obviously wanting her to do the introduction.
For the three men nurtured in the opulence of high society from a young age, the intentions and advances of a woman were all too transparent, hardly worth their concern.
