You Don't Know Me Well

"Jin." A wide grin appeared on the still delicate face of Su Linyu as she approached him while holding her half-filled champagne glass.

Xiu Jin subtly smiled and recognized her in a professional manner. "Madam Zhou."

"I didn't expect to see you here. Why do you sound so formal?" She was keeping the conversation casual.

"A drink, Sir?" A waiter came with a tray of wines and cocktails.

Xiu Jin took a glass of rum mix. "Thank you."

"I thought you would send your son. It's not like you to bother with events like this." She inched towards him and tilted her head and shoulder to almost lean against him, showing a good view of her bosoms from her off-shoulder burgundy gown.

Xiu Jin furrowed his brows in discomfort. "Then you don't know me well." he answered.

Su Linyu had a sly smile. She brushed her fingers along the shoulder area of his coat. "Can you enlighten me then?"