Chu Wuyang paused, glanced at him, and nodded slightly.
"good."
It was a simple favor, and she had no reason to refuse.
On the other side, Jing Min had already lost interest and turned to leave.
Mo Sangyu, quick-witted and agile, called out to him.
"Ah Min, it's still early. How about you give me a few pointers? Like Miss Chu gave Mr. Jian pointers."
Her smile was sweet and innocent, but there was a glint in her eyes—she had only thought that accompanying Jing Min on this trip was just a formality, but she hadn't expected to get a series of advances from him, so of course she had to press her advantage.
Jingmin stopped, glanced at her, and then looked over there again.
Chu Wuyang was bent over, her hand on Jian Zhou's shoulder, whispering something. The distance was so close it was like they were whispering in each other's ears, completely disregarding the gaze of others.
Mo Sangyu chuckled, her tone ambiguous.
"It seems Miss Chu prefers younger men, and Mr. Jian is indeed quite considerate."
"The two are quite a good match."
She paused, then replied in a low voice.
"However, I still think that Mr. Yang from last time was a better match for Miss Chu."
Jing Min lowered his eyes, his tone calm to the point of indifference.
"Yeah?"
"It's hard to say,"
Mo Sangyu continued speaking softly, as if gossiping, or perhaps silently probing.
"I've heard that female CEOs like Miss Chu are indeed more likely to be attracted to boys who are slightly less capable, obedient, and gentle."
“Look at Mr. Jane, his enthusiasm is practically written all over his face,”
Jing Min glanced at her indifferently, and finally spoke.
"The most enthusiastic ones are ready to be served,"
She looked like a freshly cooked soft rice bowl.
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