"CEO, please wash your hands~"
Ye Xian tilted the bottle, revealing eight pearly white teeth in a smile, and struck the perfect service pose. However, Bo Tingshen slightly furrowed his brows, and the elusive expression in between made her feel... that the CEO might also despise her.
"Rest assured, CEO, I only touched the bottle, absolutely didn't touch you!"
Once she finished speaking, the man extended his hand, "Pour."
Ye Xian, "...". So he really does despise her?
The man's palms were broad, his knuckles strikingly long and well-defined, with bones in his wrist prominently protruding, and veins crisscrossing the back of his hands silently declaring his formidable male strength.
Looking at his hands, and then back at her own, Ye Xian actually felt a surge of inferiority, thinking 'different sizes for the same man'.
Shangguan Yunli, "Ye Xian, I saw you were pretty good at tennis earlier, have you trained before?"