As an heir to a vast fortune and, concurrently, a wastrel,
Zheng Qiu considered himself versed in the beauty of various women, but Shui Tianyue made a particularly stunning impression on him.
She and Lin Luoluo were both very beautiful, but unlike Lin Luoluo's icy demeanor, Shui Tianyue exuded a sense of ethereal grace, fragility, inspiring an impulse to embrace her protectively.
Seeing that Zheng Qiu was almost drooling, Wang Miao promptly placed a chop on Zheng Qiu's waist.
Hiss—
Zheng Qiu sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.
"Do you like what you see?" Wang Miao whispered.
Zheng Qiu grinned sheepishly, quickly reigning in his expression.
At this moment, Shui Tianyue stepped towards Zhou Yu.
"Divine Doctor Zhou, I came to the company to find you. I hope I'm not interrupting."
Zhou Yu smiled slightly.
"Not at all,"
"In fact, I was planning to look for you later. I didn't expect you'd come first."
Shui Tianyue spoke apologetically:
