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After entering the door, before Shen Qianqing could react, she was thrown onto the bed, dizzy, and the man on her body pressed up mercilessly.

Shen Qianqing only felt that her eyes were darkened and her mouth was blocked. He Yifan sucked fiercely, and as soon as she exerted force with both hands, she tore off her clothes. Her big palms were attached to the little bean on her chest, and she squeezed fiercely.

Shen Qianqing snorted, trembling with pain, not knowing the reason why he did this, couldn't help taking a breath, and when He Yifan let go of her lips and moved to her neck, she gasped and asked: "Let me go, It hurts... what stimulated you?"

He Yifan bit Shen Qianqing's neck, but she pushed it away forcefully, and said with a frown: "He Yifan, no matter what kind of anger you are getting now, I think we should have a good talk."

"It's only been a few hours, but you dare to push me away!" He Yifan said in a cold voice.

"What?" Shen Qianqing didn't know why.

"Didn't you and Shen Dongyi have a good chat? Why, he is so nice?"

"What does this have to do with Shen Dongyi?" Shen Qianqing stared at He Yifan, suddenly remembered something, stared at him and said, "I said you are not jealous, are you?"

He Yifan paused, his eyes turned cold: "Who do you think you are, don't forget your identity!" After speaking, he turned and left.

Shen Qianqing looked at the door that was slammed shut and pouted.

Early the next morning, she continued to block people and stopped He Yifan at the dining table.

"I don't have to worry about what happened yesterday." She blushed a bit, then coughed lightly and continued: "But you promised me that night that you could go back to school. As a man, you can't keep your word!"

"When did I agree?" He Yifan looked at the newspaper without looking up.

"The night before yesterday, the day you came back drunk, you personally agreed!"

"You also know that I was drunk at the time, so it doesn't matter if I'm drunk." He Yifan said lazily.

Shen Qianqing was in a hurry, how could this person be like this?It's just preposterous!

He Yifan finally stood up after reading the newspaper and said: "If you want to go back to school, you can follow me." Then he turned and went out.

Shen Qianqing frowned, followed him out, and got into the car. The surrounding scenery retreated quickly. Soon, the car stopped under a tall building. The reflective glass on the surface of the building reflected the rising sun, making it even more resplendent.

Following He Yifan step by step into the lobby, the male and female white-collar workers passing by saw He Yifan stopped what they were doing.

"Morning, President."

The other party suddenly stopped to say hello, Shen Qianqing was taken aback, and then heard He Yifan say solemnly and indifferently: "Morning, continue to work."

"Yes, President."

Without stopping, the two took the special elevator directly to the president's office on the 32nd floor.

Standing in the room, Shen Qianqing was still immersed in the scene he had just seen. Everywhere he passed along the way, everyone was working hard, and everyone passing by would greet He Yifan, serious and tense. This kind of atmosphere is true. Shen Qianqing had never seen it before.

Noticing that Shen Qianqing's eyes on him had changed, He Yifan dialed the assistant's call, and then looked at him.

"Ah?" Shen Qianqing also looked at herself.

He Yifan frowned: "Go make a cup of coffee."

"Where do I go to make coffee?" Shen Qianqing pointed to himself, but there was no place to make coffee in the office.

"Go out and turn left." After He Yifan finished speaking, he ordered his assistant on the phone, and Shen Qianqing saw that he had no time to talk to him, so he went out to look for it.