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"President Qin, is this how you report to your girlfriend?" The woman's seductive voice was so coquettish it gave one goosebumps.
Qin Du lifted his eyes to the woman approaching him. Though his gaze was mild, deep inside it was as firm as solid ice.
He neither acknowledged nor denied.
"Tap tap tap," the sound of high heels on the carpet mitigated the sharpness of their clip, but the dullness was unsettling.
The woman walked up to Qin Du, her chestnut blue tube dress leaving little to the imagination around her chest and perfectly outlining her voluptuous figure. Beneath her wavy hair was a face with exquisite makeup, eyes lined to enhance their enchanting allure. In short, she was a siren of a woman, designed to entice.
"President Qin looks exactly like a good man. Whoever gets to be your girlfriend must have accumulated a lot of good karma." As she spoke, she leaned towards his face, her breath sweet as orchids.
