Zhao Xiaoqing, seeing Leng Xuan look her way, subconsciously clasped her chest tight. Although last ti when Leng Xuan taught her the "Leng-style Massage" technique, he had already seen her entire body, the presence of other custors and colleagues in the store still made her sowhat shy. However, she quickly noticed that Leng Xuan’s gaze was pure, devoid of any lecherous thoughts, and that he wasn’t looking anywhere inappropriate, so she breathed a sigh of relief and gave a brief explanation of the situation.
After listening, Leng Xuan realized that everything had indeed started because of him. Hehe, he imdiately let go of Jiang Yulan’s hand, ignoring her curses, and took off the white shirt he was wearing on the outside to cover Zhao Xiaoqing with it. But now he was exposing a hidden, solid, and strong chest and abdon muscles. At first glance, he indeed radiated an explosive masculine charm.
Zhao Xiaoqing couldn’t help but widen her eyes. She had always seen Leng Xuan as a green youngster but had never expected that his physique could be so impressive. What was even more rare was that he had just been so cold and icy towards Jiang Yulan, yet now he was so tender and considerate towards her. He was both cold and cool, yet attentive—a man like him would be hard to find even with a lantern, right?
Although Zhao Xiaoqing was a very realistic person, that was what society had taught her, since among the people she had t, very few were unrealistic. However, having interacted with Leng Xuan a few tis, she suddenly realized that he was different from many others, possessing a strange aura that ordinary people didn’t have, mysterious and unique—simply indescribable.
Even in Jiang Yulan’s eyes, a flicker of unusual color was evident. As a woman who was naturally flirtatious, what type of man hadn’t she been with? Yet to find a man like Leng Xuan, who appeared refined and delicate but possessed an underlying explosive power, was truly rare to see even once, let alone to be involved with. If it weren’t for the dispute with Zhao Xiaoqing, she might even have been tempted to make a move herself.
"Thank you!" Zhao Xiaoqing looked at Leng Xuan with gratitude, then whispered, "Leng Xuan, let’s leave quickly."
"What, you don’t want your salary anymore?" Seeing Zhao Xiaoqing so frightened, Leng Xuan couldn’t help feeling helpless. Since he had co across this situation today, he felt obliged to see it through to the end.
Zhao Xiaoqing inwardly panicked. What was the use of talking about salary at a ti like this? What kind of person was Jiang Yulan’s boyfriend? That man was mixed up in the underworld—he wasn’t soone Leng Xuan could afford to provoke, was he? Thinking that Leng Xuan was fearless due to his inexperience, she took his hand and was ready to pull him away.
However, Jiang Yulan was not about to let them leave so easily. She ran forward and blocked both Leng Xuan and Zhao Xiaoqing, looked at Leng Xuan, and said, "Just like that, you want to leave? You hurt just now. If you’re willing to apologize to , I can let this go." Then, she gave Leng Xuan a flirtatious look, followed by a resentful remark, "However, it won’t be so easy for Zhao Xiaoqing, that wretched girl, to get away!"
Enraged, Zhao Xiaoqing retorted, "Jiang Yulan, don’t go too far. This is a society governed by laws; don’t think you’re soone special just because your boyfriend is a gangster." In fact, her words were also a reminder to Leng Xuan that Jiang Yulan’s boyfriend was not soone to ss with, and that it was best to leave early to avoid trouble.
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