Jiang Shu stiffly leaned on the sofa, motionless.
The private meeting room on the penthouse was uniquely adorned, its opulent décor revealing a touch of nobility that was indescribable in mere words; it was resplendent in Baroque style.
Three minutes earlier, under the escort's guidance, Jiang Shu had met Garcia.
"Mr. Jiang, I've finally been waiting for you. Come, come, have a seat," Garcia said cheerfully as he stood up and swayed towards Jiang Shu.
"Um," Jiang Shu nodded and followed Garcia toward the seats, deliberately choosing a somewhat secluded corner to sit down.
Then the escort sat down too, her high-slit cheongsam spreading over him with a "swoosh," and as the soft jade entered his embrace, Jiang Shu's body stiffened.
"Um... you sit over there," Jiang Shu scooted inside the couch, slightly pushing the lady away with his hands.
