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The flickering lights in the private room illuminated a mixed group of men and women lounging on sofas, but the man sitting in the seat of honor, dressed in a white shirt, stood out with his distinctly cold and noble aura.
The colorful spotlights scattered across his handsome face, twinkling mysteriously and charmingly--
Yet on his lap at this very moment sat a sexy woman in a red miniskirt!
Her movements were provocative, astride his lap overtly displaying her snow-white, slender legs...
Jian Manhui couldn't see her face, not knowing what the woman looked like, but just from her silhouette, she could guess how seductive the woman must be...
Ha---so, these were the types of women he liked!
She felt ridiculous, stupid, clumsy, and naive...
For a woman approaching thirty, to be called naive was to highlight how much more foolish and stupid she was!
