Qin Muyuan leaned lazily on the sofa, raised the corners of his lips, and smiled coldly, without making any move to stop him.
He squinted his eyes and squinted at the wine in the glass, and his eyes were full of complexity: Originally, he wanted to set up this boss tonight, and he came up with the plan and used his hands to level the Qin family, but Tong Yao interfered.
He suddenly realized that... he was not in the mood!
His mind was always stuck on the image of her leaving in anger, and Qin Muyuan only felt irritated: With this look... would she really go back?
He couldn't help but flex his fingers, and he began to worry
"Ah!" The female companion who fell in the arms of the other boss suddenly screamed and looked towards Qin Muyuan for help.
He frowned and glanced coolly at the source of the sound - the boss's hand had reached under her skirt, with obvious knuckles protruding from the tight skirt, while the woman desperately closed her legs, her face
Everything is difficult
She was still thinking that by attending today's social gatherings, she could gain a foothold with Mr. Qin...
"Mr. Qin, this young lady is uncooperative!" The other boss laughed wildly, took a big sip of wine, kissed her neck, and let the wine juice slide down her neck, soaking the large area on her chest.
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Embarrassing yet charming, this is the ambiguous play between men and women
"Really?" Qin Muyuan asked calmly, as if he was not interested in this kind of fun. He winked coldly and asked the woman to spread her legs knowingly - a high-end social butterfly was also a social butterfly. He brought her here,
It’s nothing more than spending money to take advantage of it
"Hahaha!" The man who was satisfied with his hand laughed and happily motioned for his female companion to sit next to Qin Muyuan.
Theoretically, or expectedly, the next step should be like this - this man was successfully "bought" by Qin Muyuan, fell into his trap, and unknowingly lost his fortune, and perished with the Qin family...
But now, Qin Muyuan is not in the mood to "play" at all
The woman next to him came closer. Not only did he look cold, he glanced sideways and told her to shrink back.
He suddenly picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it in one gulp, and smiled slightly: "I have some urgent matters today, so that's all."
Just leave without any hesitation
"Eh? You don't want to play anymore? Why..." The rest of the words were blocked by the closed door of the box, leaving Qin Muyuan's cold figure behind.
A few pairs of eyes lingering outside the club followed this god-like man with fascination. They only knew that he had left, but no one knew how much benefit he had given up for that damn "worry"...
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