Zhou Yufei was dressed in a black business suit, nude stockings, and black high heels. Her hair was styled in a high updo, accentuating the long, slender line of her fair neck.
The recent chase and her fright had left her hair a bit messy and her clothes wrinkled, which only added a touch of vulnerable beauty to her appearance.
Chen Yang brought her a cup of hot tea. "Ran into someone with ill intentions again?"
"That damned Qian Kun! He looks decent enough, but he turned out to be a despicable scoundrel," Zhou Yufei said, gritting her teeth as she clutched the teacup with both hands.
Because Zhou Yufei's pharmaceutical sales company was newly established, she had been everywhere drumming up business. It just so happened that Qian Kun's pharmaceutical company was planning to outsource its sales division. During a dinner to negotiate their cooperation, he had relentlessly plied her with alcohol.
