She had met Chen Feifei before. She was a fragile person. She heard that she had a heart disease, and she looked mild-mannered and weak. She hated women like that the most. She thought they were pretentious.
She was an ambitious woman. Ling Xue never hid her ambitions.
"President Zhan, I've admired you since the first time I saw you."
As she spoke, she reached her hand into Zhan Haoze's clothes. That tan chest, even if only a small part of it was exposed, it was enough for her to fantasize endlessly.
Zhan Haoze's breathing became heavier at this moment. He finally understood that this woman had added something into the wine he had just drunk.
"President Zhan." Ling Xue saw his face turn red and leaned her body down. Her delicate hand pressed on his chest and unbuttoned one of his buttons.
"I really admire you. I'm very willing to have a chance to interact with you further."
