"Chen Yu." Huo Wenyu tapped his fingers on the table, as if thinking, "What do you think?"

"very good."

Shen Ruoyin's heart seemed to be on a roller coaster, and she was ashamed of her unrealistic fantasy just now.

Yes, who is she? Why should she accompany the president of Huo Group to the dinner?

"Chen Yu is very good. Mr. Huo, do you need me to prepare anything for you?"

She raised her head and looked at Huo Wenyu, her face calm, like an ordinary ...