"Little Qiang, where have you been?" When Wang Xiaoqiang walked back to the villa, Zheng Shuang was sitting at the stone table in the villa's garden, her beautiful eyes suspiciously staring at Wang Xiaoqiang as she asked.
"I was working!" Wang Xiaoqiang casually brushed it off and walked to the table, sitting down opposite Zheng Shuang.
Zheng Shuang still sported a bob cut, her face free of makeup, a natural beauty in a pair of denim shorts, her long legs crossed, a white shirt on the top,
Capable, refreshing, sexy...
It was a comforting sight.
"What kind of work requires the big boss himself to get personally involved?" Zheng Shuang asked with interest, still fixating on Wang Xiaoqiang. "You didn't actually go do something bad, did you..."
"Cough cough, joking with your little uncle like this, you're not showing respect..." Seeing that the girl was not going to let it go, Wang Xiaoqiang had to use his seniority to press her.
