The remarried husband is actually the head of the rich family?

The other person's good figure, which could be seen through the quilt, flashed in Ye Qingluo's mind like a rewind.

She sighed and thought that she would never drink this wine again.

She seemed crazy after getting drunk last night. After hearing about the signature service, she asked the waiter to take her to the bar owner's office without saying a word. She put her bank card as a deposit and generously ordered the signature service.

There were still traces of ambiguity in the room, and Ye Qingluo got up and took a shower.

After getting dressed, she wanted to wake him up, but when she found that the bank card she had left on her boss's desk last night was still in her pocket, she suddenly froze.

Then he thought of running away.

Before leaving, her eyes unconsciously fell on the man's strong and clean face.

This is a face that has no capital to not make any effort. The sharp lines are full of hormones, and it is so seductive even when it is asleep.

Add to that his height of nearly 1.9 meters, his perfectly proportioned figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and his tight and firm eight-pack abs, and even she, a young woman in her early twenties, couldn't resist looking at him, let alone those rich old ladies.

Ye Qingluo was helping his mother settle the household accounts recently. He happened to have some cash in his bag, so he took out five thousand and put it on the table.

After zipping up my backpack, I couldn’t help but think of the satisfying service I received last night.

After hesitating for a moment, she took out another five thousand cash from her bag and left it on the table, muttering, "It's worthy of being a signature brand."

After Fu Yehan woke up, he saw two stacks of RMB on the desk by the wall.

His face suddenly darkened for a full minute before he laughed angrily again.

Do you really think he is doing some kind of "service work" as a signboard?

He lifted the quilt, got out of bed, put on his clothes, took the money before leaving, and glanced at the bed again.

The sudden bright red on the snow-white bed sheet is particularly eye-catching.

"Mr. Fu, Master Jingchen is waiting for you in the office. He said he has something very important to tell you in person."

As soon as he stepped into the company's door, Fu Yehan received a call from his special assistant.

"Let him wait."

Fu Yehan's deep voice carried the dignity of someone who had held a high position for a long time.

After giving the instructions, he ordered, "Send my household registration book downstairs."

Jiang Jiu has followed Fu Yehan for seven years and is very familiar with his boss's temper.

So when Fu Jingchen asked him where he was going with his household registration book, Jiang Jiu just smiled and did not answer the other party's question, but conveyed: "Master, Mr. Fu asked you to wait here."

Fu Jingchen naturally knew who Special Assistant Jiang was going to meet next, but without Uncle Qi's consent, he didn't dare to disturb him rashly.

Especially since he had important matters to ask for Uncle Seventh's approval, he had to perform well.

So Fu Jingchen, who had waited all night at his seventh uncle's house but saw no one, sat listlessly on the sofa in the chairman's office, continuing to wait while thinking about how to express his opinion after meeting his seventh uncle in order to get approval.

Ye Qingluo took another nap after returning to the apartment. Perhaps it was because she had no place to vent her feelings. She was too indulgent last night and hardly slept. She pestered the other party until almost dawn before finally stopping.

She was really satisfied with last night's sex.

The other man looked older than her, but his physical strength was very good, even a little beyond her ability to bear. However, she didn't want him to stop, so she cried and begged at the same time, so much so that now that she had recovered, she felt like her bones were about to fall apart.

Thinking back on what happened last night, she still felt a little ashamed.

But when she thought that the other party didn't know her anyway, and that this kind of fleeting romance was just a passing cloud and would be forgotten after the fun, she felt relieved.

no big deal.

The only regret is that she knew the other party would not accept one-time orders, but she still ran away after she sobered up.

It’s not that she can’t afford the starting price of a hundred times, but she’s afraid that she’ll become addicted.

Because she really couldn't afford any more.

After simply cooking a bowl of frozen dumplings at home and eating them, Ye Qingluo received an interview notice from a small company.

After putting on some light makeup and changing into a professional suit, she went out with her bag.

As soon as he arrived at the unit door, Ye Qingluo noticed a tall figure outside the door.

The man was talking on the phone, and when he turned his head and saw her, he didn't seem surprised, and his eyes rested on her calmly and attentively.

After a short silence, the man said to the other end of the phone, "No need to check."

Then he conveniently hung up the phone.

Ye Qingluo was not as calm as the other party. After extracting the information about the other party from her warm memory, she was almost scared to death.

She could also tell from the other person's eyes that he recognized her.

Of course I recognize it.

She didn't have much of a blackout last night even though she drank, so the other person shouldn't have been drunk, so he should have a more impressive impression.

"Do you live here too?" Ye Qingluo said hello to the other party reluctantly, "What a coincidence."

“I don’t live here,” the man said.

"Then what are you doing here?" Ye Qingluo asked again, "Are you waiting for someone?"

Ye Qingluo regretted asking this question. This feeling was too strange.

The other person was obviously someone she didn't know at all, but just because they had spent a night together in bed last night, he seemed like the most unfamiliar familiar person to her.

Unfamiliar with all information.

Just familiarity with the body.

"I'm waiting for someone." The man said in a light voice, as if he was being frugal with his words. "I'm waiting for you."

Ye Qingluo: “…”

Passersby would pass by downstairs from time to time, and without exception, everyone who passed by would take a look at where they were standing.

Those who are more curious will even look back after walking a long distance.

Ye Qingluo had something to hide. She knew it was not uncommon for a man with that kind of signature face in the romantic world to attract so many people's attention, but she still felt that there was a hint of scrutiny in the gazes he cast at them.

She even felt that if she stayed any longer, her behavior of indulging herself in the man's excessive sexual gratification last night and "torturing" her would be exposed in broad daylight.

After knowing that the man came to see her on purpose, Ye Qingluo brought him back to the apartment, ready to explain to him why she left without saying goodbye.

"I'm not dissatisfied with your performance." Ye Qingluo gave the other party affirmation straight to the point, and then found an excuse for himself, "I just had something urgent to do, and seeing that you were still asleep, I..."

"So." The man leaned against the door, raised his eyelids and looked at her, "Are you satisfied with my performance last night?"

Ye Qingluo swallowed her saliva. It was the first time she encountered such a thing. She didn't know how to deal with it, but she could sense some meaning in the other party's words.

"How much is left?" Ye Qingluo said straightforwardly, "Tell me a number."

The man's brows suddenly frowned, and he did not hide his displeasure on his face.

Almost instantly, Ye Qingluo understood the reason for the other party's dissatisfaction.

She lowered her head and thought again and again, and finally made up her mind.

"Okay." Ye Qingluo took out his phone and found the QR code for adding a friend. "Isn't it a hundred times? Then it's a hundred times, but you have to pay each time. Add me as a friend, and I will transfer money to you directly on WeChat every time you finish the service."

Fu Yehan: "..."