The gift box was a mysterious purple, adorned with white lace and a golden ribbon delicately tied into a beautiful bow.
Chi Xiaoyu, curious, undid the bow, and to her surprise, inside was a very pretty maid outfit.
Made of top-quality silk, the pristine lace trimming and the black mesh silk were exquisitely crafted, releasing a faint, mysterious fragrance upon opening.
Her cheeks tinged with red, she then understood that his so-called compensation was most likely for yesterday's torn stockings...
Looking into his eyes, she could clearly feel the chaos in her heart.
"Put it on for me to see if the size is right!"
He stroked his chin, his gaze profound.
She jumped off his lap in alarm, "No, not now!"
The thought of trying on stockings right there in the CEO's office was unbearable; naturally, she wouldn't agree, and she shook her head desperately.
"What, you don't like it?" His handsome face darkened, and he sat up straight.