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Although her way of doing things shamed many people, it had to be said that her way of doing things was very effective.

There were times when he could help Xuan Peng get into business at the right time.

Xuan Peng didn't like Wang Yiling doing this. He could give her money and endure some of her arrogance, but seeing her warm face affixed to someone's cold butt like this made his heart feel uncomfortable, especially since he knew why she was doing this.

The more involved Xuan Peng and Wang Yiling were, the harder it was to separate the two of them.

"Yi Ling, I think I better not go." Xuan Peng took a few steps, his face growing hotter and hotter. He felt like he was a person with one foot in a swamp. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

In the past, Xuan Peng would never use a woman to climb up, much less use such methods to talk about business.

At that time, he and Jing Xiaoxiao were both working very hard. He was busy with the company and she was busy with her work. At night, the two tired bodies leaned together and after whispering to each other, his body had endless energy and Jing Xiaoxiao's face had the unique beauty of a woman.

Now, everything had changed. Mo Xiaoxiao was gone, and Wang Yiling was crawling on his back with a decaying smell.

Wang Yiling looked at Xuan Peng as if it was her first time seeing him. She smiled sweetly and said to him in a voice that had practiced coquettishness, "A Peng, I've already spoken to them about this. If you don't like it, go greet them.

"Yi Ling, I don't want you to lower your head for me. You shouldn't be like this."

"I'm fine, I'm used to it." Wang Yiling lowered her head, her gaze falling upon the long skirt. She had experienced many more embarrassing things than this.

Even if the ladies wanted to see her amputated legs, she would smile and show them her skirt. Now that she was low in the dust, she would one day stand high above their heads and let them look up at her.

"Let's go, Xuan Peng. When you're truly strong and they need to curry favor with you, I don't need to go so close to them. Xuan Peng, I have confidence in you. You will definitely succeed."

Wang Yiling looked at Xuan Peng with a feverish gaze. In her eyes, he was her everything. She would treat him well and help him develop his career at all costs.

At the same time, she also had to firmly control Xuan Peng in her heart. She couldn't raise chickens herself or eat eggs with others.

Xuan Peng couldn't bear the pain anymore. He looked at Wang Yiling and finally nodded before following her to meet those people who wore all kinds of rings around their bodies.

Xuan Peng didn't even know what he was talking about in the end, nor was he smiling. The wine cup in his hand was never empty, and as soon as he finished drinking, someone immediately filled it with all sorts of excuses, greetings, pleasantries, and flattery.

Xuan Peng was in a state of confusion, so he didn't see the expression in the eyes of Wang Yiling and a woman. He had been helped back by the driver.

Wang Yiling might not be able to handle Xuan Peng by herself, but the driver never expected Xuan Peng to be so drunk.

Wang Yiling gave the chauffeur a cigarette and told him to go back first. There was no need to send him back.

The driver turned around and left. He wasn't a talkative person, nor was he a greedy person. Everyone who worked under him knew Xuan Peng's temper.

The driver didn't dare to give Wang Yiling any face, so he put the cigarette in Xuan Peng's car and left.

Xuan Peng was completely drunk. He rushed into the toilet a few times and vomited. He could no longer clearly see what was in front of him.

"Peng, drink some water." Wang Yiling handed Xuan Peng a cup of water. Xuan Peng drank it without suspecting him. He then handed the cup back to Wang Yiling. Xuan Peng mumbled in a daze, "Xiao Yan, you're back."

Just as Wang Yiling was about to pull Xuan Peng up, she tightened her grip. A look of resentment appeared in her eyes, a flash of light that left only gentleness in them.

"Xuan Peng, you're drunk. Come, let's go to bed."

"Oh, I'm drunk."

Puzzled, Xuan Peng followed Wang Yiling into the bedroom. Without saying anything, he fell asleep on the bed.

Wang Yiling looked at Xuan Peng, who was pretending to be confused, and clenched his hands into fists. After a moment of thought, she turned around and walked into the bathroom to clean up Xuan Peng's vomit.

Wang Yiling used an air freshener and stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror. She lowered her head to look at her legs.

If not for her broken leg, why would she need to be with those vulgar women?

However, among those people, Wang Yiling was only able to get through to some greedy women. She might not even be able to rely on some rich and powerful aristocratic families.

Wang Yiling lowered her head. She didn't want to live in the dust. Why did she have to look up to others when she was a human?

After washing herself carefully, Wang Yiling picked up her clothes and walked out slowly.

She didn't wear her prosthetic arm. Wearing that thing was actually a form of torture for her.

Both physically and psychologically, she felt inferior.

Mo Xiaoxiao had never hidden anything between herself and Xuan Peng from Wang Yiling, so Wang Yiling knew that Mo Xiaoxiao and Xuan Peng were very innocent. She even knew that Xuan Peng was waiting until their wedding night to have a taste of adulthood together.

His strong muscles, his slender body, and his handsome face all caused Wang Yigao to be extremely excited.

It was because of this man that she had plotted against her friend time and time again, both openly and covertly, in order to get Xuan Peng to stay away from Ye Xiao Yan.

"Peng Peng, it's Xiao Yan. I'm back." Wang Yiling's voice was full of teasing and teasing, just like Mo Xiaoxiao's. When she was with Mo Xiaoxiao before, she had also learned how to do things with her.

At that time, Jing Xiaoxiao had thought that Wang Yiling was just playing around, but now Wang Yiling wanted Xuan Peng to treat her as she was doing it.

As long as she could become Xuan Peng's woman and have his child, Wang Yiling didn't care whose double she was.

"Xiao Yan, dye him, me, me?" Xuan Peng choked with sobs. He did not dare to open his eyes, afraid that what he saw was only a dream. He was the only person in the room.

Xuan Peng tightly embraced the figure in his embrace as he turned around and pressed her down.

After a long while, Wang Yiling looked at the soundly asleep Xuan Peng with a complicated look in his eyes. He pulled at her clothes, tearing them one by one without worrying that Xuan Peng would get up.