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In the bathroom, Jiang Musang squatted in front of the toilet and spat out the wine she drank.

After he had vomited for a long time, his stomach finally began to feel better. Wash your face, put on your makeup, and walk out.

"Mr. Leung, what a coincidence." Jiang Musang smiled. The first time they met, she had blocked him at the entrance of the washroom, provoking him. At the time, he said girls didn't smoke well.

The teasing tone did not make Jiang Musang's face change, she knew that this person was venomous beyond compare.

"Compared to an old man, I still want to accompany a handsome man like Mr. Leung more." She changed her cold personality at the banquet and took the initiative to tease with a sweet smile.

Leung Youshen snorted in disdain, and did not say anything.

Seeing that, Jiang Musang said: "Of course, I know that Mr. Leung does not want me to accompany you anymore, so I did not disturb Mr. Leung, but Director Liu was still waiting for me."

"Oh yeah, maybe when I change into the dress that Mr. Leung gave me, Director Liu would be happier, right?"

Leung Youshen's expression did not change. He just looked at her and said nothing. Jiang Musang secretly clenched her fists, she maintained her smile: "Goodbye Mr. Leung." With that, she turned around and left.

The moment he turned around, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

"Jiang Musang, the company raised you so that you could have a financial backer?"

After walking a few steps, Leung Youshen's cold voice sounded out from behind him.

Her footsteps paused, and she did not turn around, "Mr. Leung is joking. I'm just trying to get in touch with big clients for the sake of the company. "

"When will our Qingyu Group need your help to do what you have to do?" With that, he arrived at her side and looked down at her using his superior height. "Also, who allowed you to wear that dress to meet other men?"

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Song Chengjue watched as the black cards left, and unconsciously shook his head. From the moment the CEO found out early in the morning that the Department of International Affairs's Linda was bringing Jiang Musang out for social meetup, the CEO had arranged for his social up on the same floor as Jiang Musang's, and he had already guessed this outcome.

Worry appeared in his eyes. If the CEO was really moved, then this would be troublesome.

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Just as he stepped into the hotel room, Jiang Musang was pushed against the door.

"Mr. Leung, isn't it true that the Department of International Affairs doesn't do things like whores? Are you looking for the wrong person? " Jiang Musang teased as she cooperated, but in the end, after being struck ruthlessly, her eyebrows instantly furrowed.

"Isn't it more beneficial to please me than it is to please the big customer that you speak of?" Leung Youshen's hands did not hesitate as he took off her clothes.

Jiang Musang's smile did not change, "That's true. But Mr. Leung, "She turned around and put her arm around his shoulder," You said that you wanted to end this with me. What if you blame me afterwards? "

Leung Youshen's eyes darkened and did not reply. He lowered his head and caught that sharp and clear mouth of hers.

It was a warm and deep French kiss, filled with looting and punishment, as well as an almost imperceptible sense of urgency.

Jiang Musang lightly leaped up and wrapped her legs around his waist, giving him a great display of her elegance. This little demon girl's appearance was deeply captivated by Leung Youshen. She suddenly straightened her body and placed the object beneath her into her body.

After half a month, it was once again filled to the brim. Jiang Musang moaned lifelessly, the lustful look in her eyes filled with lust.