Wang Tingting lay in the hotel, sleeping through until the next morning. She stretched her sore body slowly as she got up, her face breaking into a smile at the ambiguous marks on her skin: "This man, he's a bit too fierce."
Wang Tingting got up and walked into the bathroom. After quickly freshening up, she called her secretary. Before long, a junior secretary arrived with a brand-new set of clothes.
After changing, Wang Tingting looked at the radiant woman in the mirror with pride and confidently puffed out her chest.
In the following days, Li Qiang was busy wooing distributors, his days filled with either drinking or tea. It was the first time he felt that doing business could be so difficult.
Lin Xi watched Li Qiang's exhausted state with concern. She wanted to help share his burden, but she could do nothing, only trying her best not to trouble him.
This feeling peaked when Li Qiang got utterly plastered at a dinner.
