Zhou Wang didn't know if she had undergone any special inner journey, but at this moment, Jiang Qingkui was truly stunning.
The fitted women's blazer perfectly showcased her slender waist and upright chest, and moving the gaze downward, the high-quality pencil skirt covered her suddenly exaggerated curves.
Her slender, straight legs, wrapped in semi-sheer black stockings, shone with an alluring luster, even without light.
The only imperfection was that she wasn't wearing actual high heels, just a pair of flats...
It might have been her last bit of defiance...
"Uh, Mr. Zhou, shall we go now?"
At this moment, Chen Mei lightly coughed, using this as a subtle reminder for Zhou Wang... that his gaze was inappropriate.
Zhou Wang realized that he had been slightly out of line, but he couldn't help it; he just had a normal man's reaction...
Mainly, Zhou Wang's amazement at that moment was enhanced by the contrast.
