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Yin Qinghuan was very clear that she did not walk into the wrong room. As for this man …

The other didn't move. Her long and experienced black eyes looked at her. They were only a few meters away, but she could feel the chilliness coming from them.

"Is Director Qi mad about what happened just now?"

No way, how could he be so stingy? It didn't seem like Qi Yan Shang's style to be angry at a woman like her.

"I didn't mean to fight you for it."

Yin Qinghuan's "face was full of sincerity." She acted very passive and innocent.

Not intentional? Qi Yanzhong sneered. He had never seen such an uninterested person before.

The man stood up and walked towards her. Yin Qinghuan took two steps back as she felt that it was safer to maintain a certain distance between them.

When she reached the wall, the woman's body trembled. As he approached her, a unique male aura slowly enveloped her.

The bony fingers lifted her jaw, forcing her eyes to meet his.

Following that, she heard the man's gloomy voice faintly resounding …

"Five million."

Oh?

What five million?

He couldn't believe it, but he felt helpless at the same time. He forgave her for laughing, "Heh, you want to give me five million to buy that necklace back?"

Qi Yan Shang, you are quite stubborn, but unfortunately, my obsession is not shallow.

The woman smiled, poked the man in the chest with her finger, and shook her head.

"No way."

What she took a fancy to was that she didn't want to give it away. It wasn't a matter of money, but —

"But Director Qi, can you tell me, who exactly do you want to give this necklace to?"

Yin Qinghuan really wanted to know just which lover had the honor to make Boss Qi insist on buying that Arctic from her.

Was it that new national actress, Lin Qi? After all, to be able to have Qi Yan Shang accompany him for the night before his engagement, he must be an extraordinary woman.

Qi Yan Shang did not answer her, so she naturally knew that he would not tell her.

Anyway, if it wasn't for her, then so be it.

"I can't bear to part with it, but …"

As the woman spoke, she put her hand on the man's arm, her red lips caressing his Adam's apple.

"My people can give it to you."

Free, no money.

The purpose of Gu Wenliu bringing her to this design exhibition was not as simple as just watching an exhibition.

He was probably afraid that Qi Yanzhong would be lacking a warm bed that night, so he brought her along with him.

Since that was the case, he couldn't let Director Gu down.

He thought that her initiative would make him feel disgusted and push her away, but the next moment, the woman was lifted up by her waist and her body, which was originally pressed against the wall, had already fallen into the bed. Yin Qing's heart tightened. Before she could react, that man's huge body had already pressed down on her.

"I do miss the taste of your body."

He really couldn't believe that these words came out of Qi Yan's mouth. However, there was no emotion in his eyes at all. Other than coldness, there was nothing else.

As for her, wasn't she the same as well? But who said that only those who loved each other could do that kind of thing? Even strangers could have a one-night stand.

"You have to take it easy this time. Last time …" This is too brutal. "

30% disliked and 70% pouted. The person beneath her was truly charming and seductive.

Unfortunately, he had no interest in this face.

"Director Qi …"

"Call me by my name."

Yin Qinghuan's eyelashes fluttered as if she was hallucinating.

"Call me by my name."

He repeated himself and she was stunned for another two seconds before she whispered, "Qi Yan Shang …"

The man closed his eyes and leaned forward to kiss her forehead. His voice was hoarse.

"Qi Yan."

"Keep shouting."

A warm kiss snaked down her forehead. Yin Qinghuan looked at the face of the man close to her. What did he mean by closing his eyes? Did he not want to see her face?

and so on...

The woman reached out to push him away, but she couldn't stop him. She only managed to put some distance between them. As she spoke, her words were clear —

"Who do you think I am?"