2001. Are you lying?
Every gentle touch sent all the blood rushing through Yu Lingqian's body to one place.
"I'll let you off tonight."
Yu Lingqian thought of that night when she fainted from what he did, that place was already swollen, possibly injured.
His arm tightened, he closed his eyes, and slowly shut them.
***
The time quickly reached the weekend.
The night before, Mu Anran had already prepared the materials needed for the speech.
Before heading out, she reviewed Xue's CEO's information once again.
Xue Chengzhe, male, 27 years old.
In the picture, he looked handsome and charming, with a pair of eyes filled with a seductive aura.
At a glance, he seemed to have quite good luck with women.
However, to be a rival of Yu's, this Xue Chengzhe was not an ordinary character.
"Ring ring, ring ring..."
Just at this moment, the phone rang.
Mu Anran saw the name "Yu Lingqian" flashing on the screen and suddenly felt her scalp tingle.
