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After figuring out the ins and outs of the situation, Lin Ziyan didn't linger in Miao Fang's office any longer, and brought Liu Mang back to her own office.
She let Liu Mang sit on the sofa, crossed her arms, and stood in front of him with a stern face, "Now that there's no one else around, isn't there something you should come clean about to me?"
"How did you know, wifey?"
"I just knew you were keeping something from me. Spill it!"
"Well, if I must say it, I feel like you are even more beautiful today, especially those legs of yours, tsk tsk tsk, just mesmerizing."
Liu Mang spoke with a laugh, now sitting while Lin Ziyan stood, giving him the perfect angle to appreciate her long legs.
It's said that to judge a woman's beauty you should look at her legs first, and his wife's straight and slim, long white legs were to him the epitome of perfection.
Lin Ziyan had thought Liu Mang was going to confess something serious, but it turned out to be about her legs.
