When Ni Sitian thought about how the foreign woman had just held his hand, she forcefully pulled her arms away from him, turned her head and glared at him: "You still have her perfume on you!"

"Little jealous pot." Xu Tingchuan chuckled helplessly, wanting to tap her nose, but she dodged away.

"Go wash your hands." Ni Sitian wrinkled her nose in slight disgust.

Having no other choice, Xu Tingchuan went to the bathroom in the suite, pressed the hand sanitizer, and carefully washed his hands.

Ni Sitian sat down on the sofa and saw that the cover of this issue of the financial weekly on Xu Tingchuan's coffee table was actually that of the woman from earlier.

Curious, she picked it up and flipped through the introduction of the person on the cover. The woman she had just seen was actually the newly appointed president of the Greater China region of a Fortune 500 company, and she was only thirty-two years old today.

His past experience is quite impressive; he joined his current company at the age of 21 and served in the core team.

Further down the page, you'll find that some financial magazines are now almost as good as gossip magazines, even publishing measurements like body size.

That woman had a D-cup; no wonder she looked so voluptuous.

Ni Sitian bit her lip. Look at what other people are doing at twenty-one. She's twenty-one and has accomplished nothing. Moreover, she's even inferior in terms of figure. Her only advantage is her age.

Looking down at her chest, she felt a little frustrated, even though it wasn't completely flat.

Xu Tingchuan had previously said he thought she was just right, but was she really just right? Could it be that he was just trying to comfort her to avoid hurting her pride?

I'm 21 years old, and I'll be 22 after the New Year. Is there still a chance for me to develop further?

Ni Sitian stared at her chest, her mind wandering wildly, completely unaware of when Xu Tingchuan would come out.

"Your head is almost buried in your chest, are you practicing contortionism?" Xu Tingchuan teased casually, unaware of her thoughts.

Ni Sitian blushed slightly, looked up, pointed at the magazine, and casually said, "She's quite impressive."

"Yes, she is indeed a shrewd and capable woman." Xu Tingchuan nodded in agreement. Don't be fooled by the way this woman was flirting with him earlier; at the negotiating table earlier, she was unyielding and sharp-tongued.

Putting aside his private life, he is indeed an admirable opponent in terms of work ability.

Seeing the appreciative look on his face, Ni Sitian felt a surge of jealousy and said sourly, "Then why didn't you agree just now?"

Xu Tingchuan frowned, his gaze darkening as he looked at Ni Sitian, his voice turning cold: "Ni Sitian, do you know what you're saying?"

Ni Sitian pursed her lips and lowered her head, realizing that what she had just said was indeed a bit inappropriate, but she was just unhappy that Xu Tingchuan would look at other women with admiration.

Oh no, what should I do if her possessiveness is getting stronger and stronger?

Seeing that she was silent, Xu Tingchuan turned around and was about to leave.

Ni Sitian noticed he was about to leave and quickly looked up: "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to accept Zoe's invitation." Xu Tingchuan didn't turn around and walked straight to the door.

As soon as Ni Sitian realized that Zoe was that woman, she jumped up, ran to him, hugged him tightly from behind, and cried out in panic, "No! I don't want to!"

"Didn't you make me agree?" Xu Tingchuan tried to pry Ni Sitian's arm off, but he only did it half-heartedly and didn't use any force.

Ni Sitian was terrified and quickly wrapped her arms around him, her voice trembling slightly as she said, "I won't allow it! I didn't ask you to agree!"