Su Huai waited for about 10 minutes, engaging in light banter with Sun Yu. When the office door was pushed open, a small head peeked in.
A large bow adorned her head and her hair was silky smooth.
Her eyes formed crescent moons, smiling without uttering a word.
"Hey! Mr. Sun, I'm here! How's it going, Chang? How's the preparation coming along?"
Hu Shiyu walked into the office on tiptoes, her hands clasped behind her back, full of youthful vibrancy.
She wore a short-sleeved shirt reminiscent of a JK uniform, with a considerable curve at her chest, a skirt below the knee, and white stockings on her shins.
Overall, she looked great, with the looks and the figure, and those slender white-stocking-covered legs added speed to her attack.
But Su Huai quickly lost interest.
His "father" had no reaction.
Given her good looks and figure, there were only three possible reasons for a composite score below 90.
Either the top was fake, the middle was filled, or the bottom was too busy.
