A Graduation Gift

In the five-star ballroom, among the lively chatter, Cassandra, with her superb insights and ideas, unexpectedly closed a deal that few had expected would go through.

Even Rufus started to admire Cassandra. After coming out of the hotel, the woman still felt embarrassed about last night's fling. However, Instead of talking about it, they drove straight to the party.

"Miss Qin, you're indeed the most unique designer I have ever seen, and your ideas are refreshing. I had already given up the collaboration with Tang Group, but your insights have rekindled my desire to work with them,"

holding a glass of wine in his hand, the boss from the collaborating company did not hesitate to praise Cassandra and said.

Cassandra lowered her eyes, her face showing a light but sweet smile. She was not good at handling the elation of such an occasion.

"I'm flattered. Thank you for giving Tang Group another chance," she answered in her natural courteous manner. "I will do my best to carry through it."

With the echo of colliding wine glasses, the rising sound of a piano started to play in the ballroom. Turning away, Cassandra immediately met Rufus's gaze.

The throbbing of their hearts in that moment of glory was synchronized. They had finally completed a major task together.

Standing next to her, Rufus's face beamed with a satisfied smile, his eyes lighting up with appreciation.

This woman always looked confused in a lovely way. However, in the workplace, she looked calm, mature and intelligent, which surprised Rufus a lot.

"Mr. Luo, we look forward to a successful collaboration. Miss Qin is a really gifted, intelligent woman. I think you two are a match made in heaven,"

The boss again joked. In the process, he took note of Rufus and Cassandra's moment of interlocking gazes upon each other.

"Mr. Wang, we are not..."

Being praised like that made Cassandra somewhat uneasy. But before she could explain their relationships, Rufus interrupted, "Thank you, Mr. Wang, we also look forward to working with you."

he raised the rim of the glass to his thin lips and guzzled down the red wine in large gulps. When he spoke, unmistakable joy crowned his husky, confident voice. A

is done,

Cassandra sat inside the moving black Lincoln Continental. Riding alone with Rufus in the same car gave Cassandra such a feeling of flutter in the belly that she spoke so softly, almost

before she was called on for her business pitch, she had butterflies in her stomach and wondered whether she was going to make it. But thankfully, she pulled through without a single hitch. So when she went to the dinner party she tried to mollify her nerves with an extra glass or two of wine, more than her usual

her sit uncomfortably next to Rufus who kept stealing glances at her with his thin lips rising slightly into

night view of H City is quite breathtaking. Can I take you there

but his tone made it sound like a

as soon as possible.

heavily. She declined his offer, and quickly turned to face the window with a sort of guilty

you don't want to go out tonight, it's understandable. Maybe you want to do something

was deliberately teasing her. He appeared to enjoy being around her.

on a business trip, not on a

found herself fantasizing about him in

you would have been all over me last night,"

of his massive hands over Cassandra's seat, the fragrance of the

woman like this, Rufus? That's shameless. Don't you think so?" she added, eager

was too crazy. Cassandra simply just didn't want to think about it. Feigning toughness, she glared at Rufus who was wearing an evil, insouciant expression on his

girl to a young woman...in deed...I am honored to participate in the most important development work of that," Rufus

more reckless. As soon as his sentence was dropped, Cassandra got so

announced, "We will go back tomorrow morning. How about we just celebrate and enjoy our

was determined to return home straight away, if he didn't give her a good reason for staying out tonight. As if in a trance,

she remembered the death of Rufus's mother. In essence, she realized that he was still grieving and as a coping strategy, he kept pushing himself, to more and more work. Thinking about this, Cassandra's heart to go back to G City was not as determined

herself, 'I'm having my menses. Would that

a friend. That would be good, just to enjoy his company