The car is gone.

Qiao Dui's eyes hurt, and she blinked, only to realize that she had been watching for too long.

Uncontrollably, a man's strong kiss came to her mind.

She didn't know that this was a shortcut, how many women outside wanted to have a relationship with the most powerful man in Licheng who covered the sky with one hand. Even if you are small and be a mistress, you can still have wind and rain from now on.

That day, the first thing that appeared in her mind before she rejected Fu Jingchao was Fu Chengrui's little face.

If she and Fu Jingchao have that relationship, what face do you want her to face Xiao Ruirui in the future?

I went back and thought a lot, and sat on the balcony lounger all night, and the distracting thoughts filled my brain, and by the morning when the sky was white, all the distractions were gone.

Rising from the recliner, she pursed her lips, her thoughts now clear, and she wanted to settle everything in front of her at once.

After taking a shower and changing her clothes, she went out to the detention center to see He Zihan, who had a sloppy beard for only two days, and she could still smile when she looked at her.

Specially told him to eat more, talk less, and cause less trouble, Qiao Du walked out of the detention center and got into the car of the online appointment.

The driver glanced at the address on his mobile phone: "Girl, go to Dongcheng Group?" ”

"Hmm."

When she arrived at the door of the magnificent office building, Qiao Du lingered in front of the glass door for a long time and did not go in.

At this time, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, and after the rush hour, the front of the office building was deserted, and Fu Jingchao was not necessarily inside.

Walking out, but there is a thread hanging in her heart, even if she wants to give up her future and be riddled with lawsuits, what about He Zihan?

He was stabbed in both ribs for her, and she couldn't help but save him.

Fu Jingchao crisscrossed black and white, not only in Licheng, but also in the imperial capital.

Her breach of contract case, He Zihan's crime of intentional injury, these thorny events that must go through the judicial process in the hands of ordinary people, are not a matter at all in his hands Fu Jingchao.

What is the most useful thing in this world?

It's not enough to have money, it's not enough to have power, and he has both.

It's not worth mentioning to him, as long as he does it, he can sleep with the woman he wants to sleep with once.

He is unlikely to refuse a deal of power and sex.

However, the last time she said it so absolutely, she also dumped him with a shave, his kind of pride in the sky, he was furious at the time, will he turn her away today?

Thinking a lot, Qiao Du closed her eyes and leaned against the glass door, feeling a sudden chill behind her.

Just as she hesitated, the sound of a car engine was heard from under the steps, and a few seconds later the man walked up the steps and walked briskly towards the private elevator in the corner of the lobby.

She knew that the opportunity was running out, so she gritted her teeth and ran up quickly.

As if the man hadn't seen her, she followed the elevator with her head down without saying a word.

Song Quan looked at the girl who came out of nowhere in surprise, and then consciously didn't follow, but took another elevator.

The elevator was going up, no one spoke, Fu Jingchao looked at the figure standing in the corner with his head bowed silently, and then turned his gaze away.

When he arrived at the office, he began to methodically process piles of official documents behind his desk.

When Song Quan had to come in to deliver a document, Fu Jingchao took out a signature pen, and after signing, Song Quan bent down and reminded: "Mr. Fu, you have a party at half past seven, and you will leave in ten minutes." With that, he went out with a sense of humor.

The two of them were the only ones left in the entire office.

Fu Jingchao glanced at her scrutinically, while playing with the signing pen, he looked down at the document, and said in a light tone: "You also heard, I only have ten minutes, let's say, what's the matter?" ”

Qiao Du bit her lower lip: "Do you still need to make amends?" ”

“……”

That day, she gave him a slap in the face.

thought that this was the end, but today, she took the initiative to send it to the door and re-raise the question.

Fu Jingchao raised his face suddenly, leaned back, leaned back in the leather swivel chair, his eyes were turbulent, his dark eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his lips were raised with a mean temperature: "Didn't you say that you don't sell your body, why are you suddenly willing to sell again?" ”

She was mentally prepared, ignored the humiliation in his words, blinked a pair of watery eyes, bit her lip and said, "I want to ask you to do me two favors, and then I will compensate you for what you want." There was a rare pleading in the tone.

He seemed to be studying the credibility of her words.

After a while, his thin lips raised slightly: "Say." ”

She told her own affairs and He Zihan's affairs.

His face was gloomy, and his body exuded an aura full of oppression, "That's it? ”

"Well, just these two." Her fingers were clenched into fists, her nails digging into her flesh, and her breathing became extra careful.

He lowered his head and screwed the cap of the pen on, the voice was so small that it was very harsh in her ears inexplicably.

Putting down the pen, the man replied lightly: "I'll let someone do it." ”

She was relieved, and knew in her heart that as long as he said this, she and He Zihan would be saved.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I couldn't help but feel a little pale when I thought of what I was about to face.

Fu Jingchao put aside the signature pen in his hand, and stared at her with dark eyes like a pool, as if waiting for her next words.

There was a moment of dead silence, she stood still, with a stiff smile on her face: "I'll wait for you in the room of the clubhouse last time, is it okay?" ”

He didn't speak, neither good nor bad, his thin lips pursed slightly, as if he was examining her.

She took a deep breath, the corners of her lips curled, and asked calmly, "But I don't have the password for the suite, can you tell me?" ”

He glanced at his watch, as if he was in a hurry to go to the reception, sorting out a document in his hand, and his tone was a little casual, and a little low and dull: "Are you sure?" ”

"Is the password Xiao Ruirui's birthday?" She asked stubbornly.

This time he didn't say anything more, and said directly: "Hmm." ”

She moved, about to leave, when the figure flashed in front of her, and he lowered his head slightly to get closer to her bloodless face, and his overly intimate demeanor caused her to tremble subconsciously.

The man's cold voice reminded her, "Remember to wash it clean." ”

She licked her lips, there was not too much emotion on her face, and she rarely replied with a word: "Okay." ”