Qu You pushed open a private room door. There were already six to seven people sitting inside, both men and women.
When they saw Qu You, they greeted her. "Miss Qu, you're finally here."
"Come and drink. You brought someone? She looks so familiar."
"Isn't she Mo Rao?"
A discerning man recognized Mo Rao and couldn't help but size her up. She was even more beautiful than on television and had a vivacious temperament.
Mo Rao was wearing a white cheongsam and her hair was casually tied up. Her exquisite facial features looked very harmonious on her palm-sized face, making people feel a sense of comfort when looking at her.
She was like a white orchid, beautiful and aloof.
"As expected of Director Jia. You have sharp eyes!" Qu You pulled Mo Rao to sit down and said to a man with a smile.
Mo Rao glanced at the man. He was about 30 years old and looked very refined.
