Watching the elevator doors close, Mo Qingxin turned and left the office.
Seeing Shi Yu’s shirt slightly disheveled, she shifted her gaze away, but couldn’t help letting out a long laugh, "It seems that Mr. Shi’s indulgence with his wife isn’t just a rumor, to be so intimately affectionate here at work."
Shi Yu sat at his office desk, with the collar of his crumpled shirt open, revealing his bronzed skin, extremely sexy.
He was looking down, flipping through documents, not even glancing at her, let alone saying a word.
Mo Qingxin was a smart person; seeing the indifference on that handsome face, she knew he was not in a good mood and naturally would not ask for trouble.
She walked to the nearby liquor cabinet, opened the door, and placed the bottle of red wine in her hand, worth over three million, inside.
After closing the cabinet door, she turned and gave Shi Yu a look: "Since you’re so busy, I won’t disturb you. This bottle of wine, consider it a gift from me as a newcomer. I think you certainly won’t reject my kindness, right?"
Unfortunately, Shi Yu had always been so cold and uninterested.
Especially towards women.
If it were another woman, maybe she would feel embarrassed.
But Mo Qingxin had a strong heart. She gave a charming smile, "If you don’t want to drink it, just throw it away. I, Mo Qingxin, never take back what I have given out, and besides, this bottle of wine is just a few million. It’s nothing at all to me."
After finishing her words, she turned and walked out.
Her erstwhile chestnut-colored long hair, at some point, had been dyed black.
Ink-black hair reached her waist, picked up by the wind, enchanting yet adding a mysterious aura.
Just after she left, someone took away the bottle of wine she had brought and threw it into the trash can under Imperial 19 City building.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window on the eighteenth floor, she took in the entire scene.
She smiled, a smile with unfathomable meaning.
In the evening, just after taking a bath, Shen Cheng received a phone call: "Miss Shen? Your package has been delivered, please come out to sign for it."
Recently, Shen Cheng hadn’t bought anything, so she remembered the... black silk seductive nightgown she bought this morning!
That kind of thing, she must sign for it personally.
So, she quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs to the main entrance to receive the package.
When she arrived, a few servants were gossiping quietly nearby.
"My God! Why are the delivery guys so handsome nowadays?"
"Yeah, not only is he good-looking, but his figure is also so nice, it’s really charming!"
"Do you think if I ask for his WeChat, he will give it to me?"
"I think you’d better not, if Uncle Zhong finds out we’re doing this instead of working, won’t he dock our pay?"
"But in our kind of job, we rarely get in touch with men. If we don’t seize the opportunity, how can we ever get married?"
"Alas, what can we do..."
Their voices were not loud, but Shen Cheng heard them clearly.
So when signing for the package, she casually said, "Handsome guy, give me your WeChat."
The delivery guy heard her and quickly agreed: "Okay!"
Then he swiftly tore off a piece of paper and wrote down his WeChat ID for her.
Shen Cheng’s lips curved into a smile, stunningly beautiful, almost enchanting someone’s soul.
She turned around and, as she passed by several maids, casually placed the slip of paper in the hand of one of them.
The maid was stunned for a moment before realizing: "Thank you, Young Madam, thank you!"