Charles Yin saw the softness in Cici's eyes and knew his 'handsome man' strategy had worked.
He really hadn't expected that one day he'd have to rely on his looks to win over this little mole...
Alright, he'd used seduction before, but never so carefully—this was a first.
Charles felt a bit grateful to the heavens for giving him such a good-looking face. At least, besides all the endless trouble it brought, it finally had a little use.
Cici glanced at her watch and said, "If there's nothing else, Mr. Yin, may I leave now?"
To be honest, she really couldn't stop worrying about her two little buns at home.
Those adorable, beautiful little buns—if only they were hers, how wonderful that would be...
Charles chuckled softly, "If you have something to do, Cici, you can leave anytime. By the way, there's a welcome party at the company tomorrow night. Miss Cici, would you be my date?"
"Huh?" Cici pointed at her own nose. "Me? Mr. Yin, you must be joking."
"I'm not joking." Charles' eyes were deep and his smile genuine. "I'll have someone send you a dress tomorrow. Whether this partnership succeeds depends on your cooperation, Miss Cici."