By evening, it was only after Ding Ling called out to Mengluo that she seemed to return from her dazed state. Her heart surged with excitement, and her charming face was flushed as if rouge had been applied.
'Let's go.'
Ding Ling beckoned to her.
Mengluo rose and hurried behind Ding Ling. Then she followed close beside him like a newlywed wife, going wherever he went.
Quite a few colleagues noticed them along the way and could not help glancing over.
Mengluo had no attention to spare for her colleagues. Her heart and eyes were filled with the Ding Ling before her. One casual word or gesture from him was enough to make her throat tighten, her breathing grow erratic, and her hands and feet lose all sense of coordination.
In front of Ding Ling, she was completely like a little white rabbit, staring at him with large, watery eyes—innocent, and practically offering herself up.
Many colleagues saw it clearly and cried out inwardly, A master! This is what a master looks like!
I've learned something. So this is what a top-tier Succubus looks like! Mengluo is giving us a perfect demonstration!
Mengluo looked especially alluring and pitiful in her current state.
The female colleagues nearby cried out inwardly that they could not take it, and the men needed no explanation.
This was also the root of why many female colleagues believed Mengluo had some real skill. No wonder she can go out to dinner with the Boss. She's truly impressive!
Exactly. If I could do what she does, I could go out to dinner with the Boss too.
Mengluo could not hear the colleagues' heated discussion at all, nor did she care to listen.
She followed Ding Ling to the cafeteria for dinner. Under countless envious, jealous, and resentful