C9

If it were you, I wouldn't sell it

With this kind of her, even she herself felt somewhat disdainful. From a young age until now, as long as Qi Ye allowed her to stand, she would definitely stop at the very first moment. Even though it had already been seven years, she was still unable to change her deep-rooted habit.

The alluring woman wore a silk nightgown, and her large chest revealed a perfect yet alluring curve.

The man elegantly sat on the sofa and casually picked up the red wine cup on the table. The alluring color of the red wine reflected in the man's unfathomable eyes. It looked like top-grade ink. His every move and gesture exuded an innate elegance.

He took a sip and raised his eyebrows. "That will depend on how you perform."

This man was clearly suppressing her self-esteem, but Wen Liang was able to hold back. He looked at Qi Ye indifferently: "Just now, that young miss said that if I performed, he would buy ten boxes for me. But in Mr. Qi, you can only do business by looking at people. If it's you, I won't sell it! "

The man's deep eyes were filled with evilness as he affectionately called out to her, "Warm, you can't earn money, aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"

When she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, and her long eyelashes cast a reflection on her lower eyelids. She laughed sarcastically: "Even someone like Mr. Qi is able to survive under the sound of thunder and lightning, could it be that I am afraid of being struck on my head?"

"How many seconds does Miss Wen think it will take for you to lose this job?" The man put down her red wine cup and looked at her indifferently, as if she was discussing something with her.

Wen Liang knew very clearly that Qi Ye was threatening her. It was probably because back in the hospital, she had rudely said the word "f * ck" to him. Since he was young, he was afraid that no one would dare to speak to him in such a manner.

Qi Ye was someone who would definitely take revenge on his flaws, Wen Liang knew that.

Biting her lips, she looked at Qi Ye and suddenly laughed. Her smile contained some ridicule as she replied, "Three or four seconds, it should be about the same as the durability in your bed."