The voice was both shrill and thin; Qiao En found it somewhat familiar.
But she was drowned out by the crowd of men around her, the noise by her ears was deafening, and she couldn't hear very clearly for a moment.
"Fuck, another pretty lady's come."
The leader's eyes gleamed with lust, and the other men followed, jeering.
"This one's even better, I wonder what she'll be like in bed?"
The men burst into laughter.
Amid their laughter, An Kexin strode over with a fierce air.
She was still wearing the same beige, Chanel-style suit, her figure curvaceous.
Already tall, her high heels accentuated her height further, causing her waist to sway alluringly as she walked.
The soft charm she emitted from within, contrasting sharply with the fierce look on her face, created a striking disparity.
Fiercely, seductively.
Distinctive and mesmerizing.
"Secretary Qiao, don't be afraid. I've called Second Brother, and he will be here any moment."
