Yan Xiaye was stunned, her heart sank into the abyss as she bit her lip uncomfortably, "Mr. Yan Jiu only sent this one, maybe I shouldn't attend after all."
She knew she came from a modest background; even if she wore an exorbitantly expensive dress, she could never match the nobility and poise of Yin Mo.
But his blunt declaration still caused a dull pain in her heart.
Li Yuntang's expression remained inscrutable as he secretly decided to deduct Yan Jiu's bonus for the month.
He then took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders as if nothing was amiss, "The night air is cold, I'm worried you might catch a chill in that."
His distinctly knuckled large palm moved away from her shoulder, Li Yuntang stepped back and noticed his coat perfectly covered the large expanse of her bare back, invisibly hiding most of her bewitching sensuality, and he nodded in satisfaction, "Xiaye, you look beautiful tonight."
