"He's very handsome, both his looks and his style of dress are exactly my type,"
Foreigners always speak very directly, saying exactly what's on their minds without any pretense.
Although President Bo is incomparably handsome in the eyes of his countrymen, his aura is too cold for her taste; she preferred Chinese men with a softer appearance.
This man was not only incredibly handsome but also wore a loose, lotus-pink T-shirt that highlighted his fair skin and lent him a gentle, jade-like demeanor.
Very handsome, very perfect, and very young.
Just like the male protagonist in a Chinese romance comic.
Krista liked him more and more, "So, President Bo, may I invite him to join us for a cup of coffee?"
"No."
Bo Tingshen closed the contract; his denial was cold, hard, and indifferent.
Krista was somewhat surprised but didn't ask any further.
In her country, no man had ever refused her invitation, let alone twice in a row.
