Wei Nuan swayed her hips entering Xi Jian's office. She was waiting for the moment when she could launch her action. Wei Nuan was not interested in Xi Jian because he was nothing back then. Because of that, she chose Qi Lun first, who had begun to shine in his field.
Who would thinks that a man who used to only like to go around partying now a damn rich business king. Let alone Xi Jian's appearence who was already handsome, now looks more dashing, mature and sexy. She couldn't wait to be above that athletic body and ride his dick. Wei Nuan took off her sunglasses and sat in front of Xi Jian.
"Speak." Xi Jian doesn't want to waste his time. He wants to see what this woman really wants. Wei Nuan smiled as sweetly as she could.
"I told you I will find out who the woman was that night, wasn't it?"
Xi Jian only stared at her which made Wei Nuan blush at that intense look.
"I know the woman you were with that night was the same woman you brought to the party last night!" She said confidently. Well, actually she really didn't know it's true or not. She just guessed it. The important thing was meeting with Xi Jian.
Xi Jian stood up and walked towards the large window, facing away from Wei Nuan. "You can get out of here, now."
Wei Nuan quickly opened her jacket. She showed her sexy clothes under that jacket. Her breasts were almost popping out because her tanktop crop could barely support it fully. She approached Xi Jian and then with a sudden motion put her hand around Xi Jian's neck and pressed her lips over his.
-------
Ling Yue was picked up by He Luo after work, they headed for a classy restaurant and have dinner there. He Luo looked manly and charming.
"Don't be nervous. You make me even more nervous." He Luo handed over the bouquet of red roses he bought before picking up Ling Yue. It's been a long time ever he bought flowers for a woman. In the past, he often bought it when pursuing his old love. After that, he used more of his money to shop for her needs.
Ling Yue received it with a glowing face. She really likes flowers. First before becoming a lawyer, she aspired to open a flower shop. If one day she was tired of being a lawyer, maybe she would considerate it again.
"By the way, even for a moment, your news at the party was truly shocking. Ling Feng even called me to check what happened."
Ling Yue stopped her spoon's movements. "What? He called you too? That annoying jerk!"
He Luo laughed. "Well, don't be like that. He just worries about you."
"I hate it. Next time he asks about me, just say you don't know." Ling Yue stabbed her steak in annoyance, as if Ling Feng's face was on it.
"Okay, let's forget about Ling Feng first. How does the steak taste?"
Ling Yue looked up. "Hmm, it taste really good. I've never eaten here before."
They talk about many things. He Luo really treats her well. If you are looking for a good boyfriend, He Luo undoubtly number one on the list. Ling Yue didn't know where to start the conversation about it. She thought about letting this all work alone.
He Luo drove her back to the house. He opened his seatbelt and seemed to want to say something. Ling Yue stopped her intention to come down and wait.
"You ... I know you're still considering my offer. But somehow I can't wait to hear your answer," he slowly turned to face Ling Yue. He Luo looked at Ling Yue deeply.
Ling Yue saw He Luo's expectant face waiting for her to speak. "Brother Luo, I'll be honest with you. Actually, I myself don't know how I feel about you. If you ask me before, maybe I would say yes. Because back then I liked you. But now, I'm confused."
He Luo revealed a surprised face. "What? So you like me?" he asked happily. Clearly ignores the fact that it has passed. He hugged Ling Yue. Ling Yue did not expect He Luo's reaction. She just muttered. "Yeah, I used to like you in the past."
He Luo let go of his hug. His eyes looked at Ling Yue with an unreadable emotion. When Ling Yue still wondered what He Luo's gaze meant, the man brought his face closer.
"Brother Lu--"
Ling Yue froze as He Luo's warm lips successfully landed on her lips.