*
As she spoke, Jiayi looked around the lounge.
It was a private room with no partitions.
However, Huo Zhenyang showed no intention of leaving at that moment.
"Could Mr. Huo please step out for a moment?"
She was going to take Coco's measurements, and Coco would certainly need to undress.
As a man, his presence would be quite inconvenient.
"You're asking me to leave?" Huo Zhenyang placed the wine glass aside, his long legs unfolding from his knee, the crocodile leather shoes hitting the floor with a crisp sound, exuding a cold tone.
"Yes, I need to work."
Huo Zhenyang slightly curled his lip: "You do your work, pretend I'm not here."
Jiayi knit her brows.
"What, are you bothered by me seeing another woman's body?" he teased with narrowed eyes.
She found his narcissism amusing and couldn't be bothered to respond to such a boring question.
A layer of coldness surfaced in his eyes as he gestured Coco over with a hook of his finger.
