Abstinence CEO, the kitten is really tempting

He is indeed a lecher

Haha, don’t blame me for being rude!

Qing Huan closed the computer, changed her clothes at a very fast speed, went to the dressing table, and put on exquisite makeup.

The person in the mirror had delicate and noble features, fair skin that radiated a jade-like luster, slender eyebrows, and eyes as clear as water. She was pure and a little seductive, and exuded confidence and elegance.

Qing Huan drew an upward eyeliner today, making her lovely eyes even more charming.

She smiled with satisfaction, got up and went downstairs.

Uncle Wang heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, looked up, and saw Qing Huan coming up from downstairs.

"Miss Qing Huan, breakfast is ready," Uncle Wang said respectfully as he stepped forward.

Qing Huan looked at the dazzling array of breakfasts and touched her hungry stomach. She really wanted to eat, but she decided to give up.

"Uncle Wang, I have something to do today, so I have to go out now. You guys eat first." Qing Huan took the bag, walked out the door, turned around and said.

"Okay, Miss Qing Huan, go early and come back early." Uncle Wang looked at Qing Huan who was about to leave, remembered what Master Lu had said, and did not forget to remind Qing Huan.

Qing Huan nodded, turned and left.

In the underground parking garage, the same supercar as always galloped away...

Arriving at Qianxia Hotel, this hotel was established not long ago and its business is booming. This Mark Ding is quite good at finding a place, Qing Huan sneered.

Qing Huan pretended to be a guest and booked a presidential suite, which was right opposite Mark Ding. For this plan, Qing Huan looked at his consumption records and his heart was bleeding.

She came to the corridor and heard two waiters talking to each other.

"I heard that a lot of ladies will be sent to that room today. It seems that she is a figure from a foreign country. I just passed by the rooms of those ladies. They were all dressed so beautifully. They are going to use uniforms to seduce each other," one of them said, pointing at Mark Ding's door.

"These rich people really know how to have fun. We are not lucky enough to enjoy it." The other one put his arm around the waiter's shoulder, and the two disappeared around the corner.

Uniform temptation! This old bastard knows how to play.

Qing Huan opened the door and planned how to kill Marx step by step.

Got it!

In the hotel dressing room, the ladies in uniform were standing in a row. Qing Huan hid behind the wall and saw a group of people queuing up to walk out. Qing Huan followed them and when she turned a corner, she saw that they had walked very far away. She turned around and went into the dressing mirror and changed into the same uniform as theirs.

Inside the presidential suite

A fat man sat on the sofa, looking at the ladies standing in a row, squinting at their bodies, and walked up to each of them with his hands rubbing, sticking out his greasy tongue.

"It's true. They say the imperial capital is a beautiful place with talented people. The people who come out of it are even more beautiful," Mark Ding said to the bodyguards in black suits standing behind him.

The bodyguards echoed one by one. This gentleman was very ruthless and everyone was a little afraid of him.

"Is that all? Is there anything more extreme?" Mark Ding stared at the slightly elegant woman who led them in.

The mama-san looked at the greasy man with disgust, the wrinkles on her forehead were almost reaching the sky. She smiled hypocritically and said, "That's all, sir." After saying that, she immediately shifted her gaze, not wanting to look at this disgusting man.

At this time, the door opened and Mark Ding looked towards the door.

"I just went to the bathroom and I'm late." Qing Huan covered his collar, thinking about the tattered clothes. He was so annoyed. He trotted to the last seat and stood there.

The moment Qing Huan came in, Mark Ding's eyes stayed on Qing Huan, looking from top to bottom, and the desire in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

Qing Huan looked at the look Mark Ding gave her and wondered what kind of person he was, a greasy uncle. This Ye Shuanghan must have done it on purpose. Thinking of this, Qing Huan didn't know how many times she had cursed Ye Shuanghan in her heart.

"He stays, and the others go out first," Mark Ding said, pointing at Qing Huan.

The others retreated, leaving only Qing Huan and Mark Ding in the room.

At this time, Mark Ding walked towards Qing Huan step by step. Just as he reached out his hand, Qing Huan grabbed his hand.

"Master, don't be in a hurry, let's take it slow." Qing Huan's voice at this moment seemed particularly charming because she had taken the voice-changing pills exclusive to the City That Never Sleeps. Qing Huan, who was full of temptation at this moment, looked mysterious and charming even though she was wearing a veil covering half of her face.

"I like your personality, it's really extraordinary. Your figure and voice are very tempting, beauty. Can you let me see what you look like, girl?" Mark Ding was about to reach out to take off the veil.

"Master, are you sure you want to see it? You won't regret it." Qing Huan looked at the greasy hands getting closer and closer to him and gently pushed them away.

Mark Ding couldn't wait any longer. How could he let the fat meat fly away? He pounced on Qing Huan. At the critical moment, Mark Ding froze his body and couldn't move...

He looked at the person who was smiling particularly charmingly under him, his face turned pale, and he shouted loudly, but found that he could not make a sound, and looked at Qing Huan viciously.

"Are you really curious about who I am? You've been poisoned by me, yet you still want to talk? What are you thinking about?"

"Yeah, what a pity, you have no chance." The next second, Qing Huan took out a silver needle from nowhere and pierced it into the lower part of Mark Ding's neck two inches below.

"In less than ten seconds, you will say goodbye to this world." Qing Huan watched the black spot on his neck disappear little by little, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more obvious.

Seeing Mark Ding lying down slowly, Qing Huan left the box without looking back. No one had ever seen his appearance.

At the same time, Lu Jingting's plane landed on the tarmac in the suburbs. Jiang Chen got off the plane tiredly and looked at his boss's high spirits. It was really true that he could finish two days' work in just one day and he could still have such spirit. Only Lu Jingting could do it.

Lu Jingting originally wanted to give Qing Huan a surprise, but he couldn't wait to see his beloved fall into his arms, so he called Uncle Wang.

"Master, what do you mean you're back?" When Uncle Wang heard the news, he was thinking that Miss Qing Huan had not returned yet, so he agreed.

"Where is Qing Huan? Is she in Jingyuan?" Lu Jingting strode forward and asked about Qing Huan's situation.

"Miss Qing Huan, um, Miss Qing Huan she..." Uncle Wang said hesitantly.

Lu Jingting stopped and shouted louder, "What happened to Qing Huan?"

"Miss Qing Huan went out early this morning and hasn't come back yet." Uncle Wang knew that his young master was angry, so he immediately told the truth.

Lu Jingting hung up the phone and dialed Qing Huan's number. A cold, mechanical female voice came from the other end of the line. He called again and again, but no one answered.

Very good, Qing Huan, if you don't answer the phone, just wait and see how I deal with you.

Lu Jingting got in the car and drove on the road...

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