Hengzhong Group.
Ding-dong, the elevator doors opened slowly.
Qiao Ruoxin walked out, her delicate and beautiful face hidden behind a pair of cool black sunglasses, concealing most of her visage.
She had returned to the 16th floor to find that intern secretary.
"No need for nonsense, what did that trash from the capital use to lure you into doing this? Or did they threaten you?"
The female secretary was panicked: "I don't understand what you're talking about."
Qiao Ruoxin's lips, rosy and moist, parted slowly: "Did they bribe you with money? Or did they take photos of you undressed? Or maybe... they kidnapped a family member?"
The secretary gaped, blurting out unconsciously: "How did you know?"
She smiled faintly: "That's as smart as the trash from the capital gets. What brilliant scheme could you expect from him?"
"Miss Qiao, can you really help me? He's kidnapped my brother! My brother is autistic! I..."
