Mei Lan looked at herself in the mirror, clad in the latest Chanel ensemble, not too bright in color but radiating understated luxury. The neckline was neither too high nor too low, high enough not to hide her figure yet low enough to avoid vulgarity. Her hair, usually coiled up into a bun, was now let loose, falling into natural, large waves that added an extra touch of allure.
With a figure that met every ideal and a face capable of expressing myriad emotions, she was a beauty with both talent and looks. Even for this mission, she had undergone special training while preserving her virginity—all for Huo Siyu.
"Sir is in a meeting; you cannot go in," said the assistant guarding the door.
Of course, he recognized Mei Lan. If Shen Li were to come, she'd definitely be let in. Her assistant, however, would just have to wait outside. But today, Mei Lan was dressed so provocatively that he couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
