"Go sit on the couch first. I'll send you home after work." Feng Churui knew that it was not an easy task to make her leave so he decided to make arrangements for her.
Wu Xuewei nodded and scurried towards the couch to take a seat. Feng Churui then instructed Secretary Wu to deliver some snacks and tea to her.
Wu Xuewei was holding a magazine, but her eyes were glued to the elegant man's face. The more she looked at him, the more she liked him. Her eyes were almost glowing with love.
Feng Churui ignored her intense gaze and focused on his work.
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At eight in the evening, Rong Yan and Tang Chao arrived at Xijiang Private Clubhouse as promised.
The two of them were not happy to see each other.
"Hey, what's the matter with you? Why are you so pale?" Tang Chao sat down and poured himself a glass of wine before drinking it. Staring at the worried Rong Yan, he teased him ruthlessly.
