Heh, women. Their minds really work in strange ways. Playing innocent and acting cute are their strong suits. They're just like cats, using their cute looks to get whatever they want. A truly straight guy would have long since punched away these "cute monsters" and "innocent-act monsters"...
"Thanks for the compliment," Mavi said with his signature smile. As soon as his luxurious motorcade appeared in front of the coffee shop, it attracted the attention of everyone inside.
It's true, beautiful women and tycoons go hand-in-hand. A woman as stunning as Hatherley really couldn't be approached by just any ordinary man.
The two of them chatted for a bit in the coffee shop before getting into the Rolls-Royce Phantom waiting outside and driving away. They left behind a cloud of dust and the envious gazes of everyone inside, who couldn't help but sigh with admiration.
"Man, if only I were that rich, I could get any girl I wanted. I could get a new one every day!" a young man sipping his coffee thought to himself, feeling utterly defeated. His brand-new laptop, which he had been showing off, now seemed pathetically humble.
Inside the Rolls-Royce, Hatherley, wearing a short black skirt, sat elegantly with her long, slender white legs resting beside Mavi's. The stark contrast between the black and white made her legs incredibly alluring. As a netizen would put it, "I could stare at these legs for three years and never get tired of them."
Besides her tempting, fair legs, Hatherley's white, off-the-shoulder chiffon top perfectly highlighted her delicate collarbone, making you want to get closer. Below her charming collarbone, her plump and sexy curves, full of youthful vitality, were right in front of him. The slightly sheer chiffon blouse gave a tantalizing glimpse of her well-developed figure.
The car was quiet, and Mavi wasn't a man who hadn't seen a beautiful woman before. He had self-control and knew how to maintain his composure. He didn't show any lecherous or captivated expressions.
On the contrary, Hatherley, who was sitting to his left, felt a little anxious because of his lack of reaction. She wondered if the big boss was satisfied with her performance today. Her compliment about him being "cute" was something she had to muster a lot of courage to say.
"Ma... Wei, my apartment is up ahead," Hatherley said softly, parting her red lips. The two had been talking about her live-streaming environment, which led to her inviting Mavi to see her studio.
"That's a pretty nice apartment," Mavi said with a smile.
"Oh... I'm renting it with my girlfriend," the 20-year-old Hatherley was smart but still lacked social experience. She didn't realize that Mavi's comment was just a joke and nothing more.
"You're sharing it with your girlfriend? Wouldn't it be inconvenient if I went?" Mavi asked casually.
Hatherley, however, took his every word as a very important "mission" to answer.
"It won't be inconvenient! She should still be at the school library right now..." Hatherley quickly explained, afraid of spoiling the big boss's fun.
Mavi chuckled. Who would have thought that a future Hollywood superstar could be so innocent at 20? She answered every question so earnestly, like a model good girl.
"If she's at the library, then it'll just be the two of us? So you're inviting me to your home just to see your live-streaming room?" Mavi asked her with interest, returning her earlier tease about him being "cute."
As soon as he finished asking, Hatherley's face suddenly flushed red and grew hot. She was speechless for a moment, just stammering. She clearly understood what he was implying.
"That's... that's not... like that... I really just... um, invited you to come and see it..." Hatherley had never met anyone as "shameless" as Mavi before, so she was caught off guard.
"Alright then," Mavi shrugged casually. As a bodyguard opened the door for them, he and Hatherley stepped out of the car and entered the apartment she shared with her friend.
When Hatherley took out her key and opened the door, Mavi, standing beside her, smelled a pleasant fragrance wafting from the living room. The items and decorations in the room had a very feminine, university student feel, full of youthful, cute style.
"Put these on," Hatherley said, taking a pair of blue cartoon slippers from the shoe rack and gesturing for Mavi to wear them. To make it easier for him, she even bent down and placed the slippers directly in front of him.
However, because of that movement, the neckline of Hatherley's white chiffon blouse dipped down. For a split second, her white silk bra was exposed to him, along with the full half-globes wrapped within the lace.
"Ahem..." The sudden glimpse of a beautiful sight made Mavi politely look away, not wanting to take any advantage.
Hatherley, who had noticed the awkward situation, quickly covered her chest with her hand. She then stood up carefully, her face even redder. Seeing how much of a gentleman Mavi was by looking away, she felt her admiration for her big boss grow even more.
"Mavi, this is my streaming room. It's also my bedroom," Hatherley said, leading him through the living room to her private room after he had put on the slippers.
The entire room was pink, with occasional white accents, a stark contrast to the stream's background. Her bed was neatly covered with stuffed toys, giving the room a vibrant, youthful feel.
"This is a pretty nice room. Is the soundproofing good?" Mavi asked Hatherley with a half-smile. Judging by his expression, it seemed he wasn't just asking about the soundproofing but something else...
Hatherley, misunderstanding Mavi's smile, explained, "Oh... the soundproofing is pretty good. At least my roommate hasn't complained about my singing these past few days."
Well, it turned out Hatherley didn't understand Mavi's expression or his underlying meaning. But this only proved her "purity" even more.
"Would you like to sit on the bed and rest? I'll turn on my mic and sing for you~" Hatherley hadn't forgotten the original reason for their meeting: she still had two carefully selected songs to sing for Mavi.