Chi Yao held onto the design draft for "AllureLove," but a single glance changed his expression.
AllureLove's style had always been clear, often imitated but never surpassed. It was easy to recognize whether it originated from his hand... And at this moment, the design in his hands was indeed an authentic AllureLove.
Although he was unclear how Ai Jiang, this provocative and despised woman, managed to connect with someone like AllureLove, compared to Pony, AllureLove was certainly a better choice for him... If AllureLove was willing to help him, the Han Family enterprise would soon be in his pocket.
In just a few seconds, Chi Yao pulled out a business card from his pocket and handed it to "AllureLove," "AllureLove, it's an honor to finally meet you face to face. If possible, I would like to invite Mr. AllureLove to dinner tonight alone..."