Chapter 17 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Shui Miaomiao saw him, her eyes were still, and she raised an eyebrow, showing a little puzzlement and surprise in her eyes.

Wasnʼt he a professor at the university?

Why would he come here?

Why had he shown up here?

Could it be that he was the important client they were talking about?

Before Shui Miaomiao could tear her eyes away from him, Shen Mochen slowly looked in her direction. His gaze was pure and far-reaching without the slightest ripple, as if he was just casually looking around. Then, he looked away.

He walked down the red carpet with the bald man, Manager Huang and the others were following him.

Shui Miaomiao was afraid that he would come towards her to say hello.

To be precise, she was afraid that he would come towards her and play a prank on her.

She quickly turned around, with her elbow on the back of the sofa and her palm on the top, showing only her back to Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen walked past her and went straight up the elevator. His eyes glanced in Shui Miaomiao’s direction. The edge of his lips raised slightly curved upwards, and he asked the bald man standing beside him, “Is that your customer who’s sitting on the sofa at the moment?”

The bald man had been attending to Shen Mochen and the big boss with all his heart and had not even noticed there was someone was on the sofa. He looked questioningly at Manager Huang, who was standing behind them with his back a little bowed.

Manager Huang replied respectfully, “That lady is a radio host on GBB. Our company wanted to advertise on the radio station recently, so she came to pay a visit.”

“Oh,” Shen Mochen replied. He then looked in front of him as if nothing happened.

His eyes were deep and distant.

Others could not guess what was President Shen thinking about and were looking at each other.

The front desk.

“Wow, that guy is so handsome. He’s the most handsome man I have ever seen. Even Oppa Song could not compare with him,” the short-haired receptionist said in a fangirling manner as she clasped her hands in front of her chest.

“Yes, he is handsome. Especially when he smiles. It is very charming,” the long-haired receptionist said in agreement.

“In addition to looks, he has an aura too, doesn’t he? He looks elegant and good-tempered,” the short-haired receptionist said, imagining what he was like.

Good-tempered?