Her face was beautifully made up, neither too light nor vulgar. Every frown and smile was breathtakingly beautiful.
Chen Xiang stared at her, his eyes frozen for a moment.
"Do I look good?" Korea elegantly and alluringly ran her fingers through her long, wavy hair.
Such an extraordinary presence.
Chen Xiang suddenly realized he lost his composure, his face turned pale with fear as he quickly lowered his head and replied with a trembling voice, "Manager Korea is very beautiful."
"Then..." Being admired by a man is the most basic success for a woman. Korea didn't feel Chen Xiang was improper and continued smiling as she asked, "Who looks better, me or President Ji's little niece?"
Her smile and voice carried a charm that could melt bones.
"This..." Chen Xiang stammered.
He had a hard time answering, plainly afraid of offending someone.
