No Matter who I Look for, it Won't be You (8)

Pei Munian's gaze froze. Su Wanwan was dressed up gorgeously today, wearing a knee-length light blue tube top gown which outlined her hourglass figure and complemented her snow-white skin. Under the light, she was extremely eye-catching. What drew his attention even more was the faint smile dancing on her lips, like a smile that could have people falling at her feet.

He stared fixedly at Su Wanwan for about five seconds before his gaze shifted to the person beside her. Standing on her left was her grandfather, Su Zhenhua, while the person standing on her right was the General Manager of Huamao Industry, Chen Wei. They were having a chat.

He couldn't hear their conversation very clearly through the door and only managed to pick up a few words intermittently, but it was enough.

They clearly wanted Chen Wei to invest in the Su Corporation.