ng did she look How long did she cry forJoan ran over.Watching the white car drive away, he said softly, "Shaoting, I'm sorry. I made your girlfriend angry! I didn't mean to... I was just sad. I just...Wen Man's face turned cold, radiating a certain aura.

"Ding Cheng slightly raised her red lips: "Wen Man, you once said I couldn't keep people. Now I return the words to you! Although Che Xue signed with you, she still has the right to make friends, right"

"Mr. Ding is right!"

Wen Man smiled faintly: "I haven't seen you in a while, Mr. Ding, your eloquence has improved! But I heard that Mr. Ding's projects are always stagnant. I hope Mr. Ding's business can be as smooth as your tongue!"

She got a taste of it and knew when to stop.

Ding Cheng looked at Wen Man, who was protected by Huo Shaoting.

Dingcheng dared not make a move again.

If she keeps playing, she'll be finished.

She was extremely jealous and said to Che Xue with a cold smile, "Just wait and see!"

Ch Xue hesitated for a moment and said, "Right now, what Mr. Ding needs most is funding. With funding in place, what project couldn't be started By then, where would she have the chance to shine"

Her words hit Dingcheng right in the heart.

Ding Cheng pondered thoughtfully.

Just then, Zhou Muyan came over with Jiang Sheng in his arms, beside him was the number 8 race car driver, Gu Yunfan.

Car Xue immediately introduced himself and made a special mention of Ding Cheng.

"This is my former boss, Mr. Ding, holding several major projects in his hands."

The Zhou family's business was huge, so Zhou Muyan naturally didn't pay much attention to it.

Gu Yunfan seemed much more attentive.

That person was about 186 centimeters tall and had a pair of peach blossom eyes. After several exchanges of glances with Dingcheng, he was sure of the other's intentions... they hit it off immediately.

Thirty minutes later, the hotel suite.

Men and women repeatedly entangle, wishing they could meld into each other's bodies.

Sweating profusely,

The air seemed to be thick with a sense of unspoken tension.

Finally, everything calmed down.

A young man leaned against the bedpost, his muscular frame taut with languid energy. He lit a cigarette and puffed lazily at it, sending wisps of smoke curling into the air.

Ding Cheng leaned against his shoulder, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction both physically and mentally. But she also knew very well that Gu Yunfan was a player, suitable only for physical intimacy.

After a brief embrace, Gu Yunfan regained his strength.

It's another round of fierce competition!

Dingcheng couldn't resist his demands, and lay resting on the bed while he showered.

The man came out wrapped in a towel, without avoiding her gaze, and directly unbuttoned his shirt.

Dingcheng sneered: "Really direct."

She wasn't too bothered, tilting her head and asking him, "Will there be another time"

The man, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, seemed somewhat nonchalant: "We'll see. Get in touch later if you have time."

Ding Cheng put on a yukata and got out of bed.

She wrapped her arms around him from behind, buttoning his shirt for him, and whispered, "Do you have other women"

The man smiled, without denying it.

Gu Yunan frowned.

He took her hand away, his tone flat: "She works for the club owner." Jing Chen knelt down and couldn't get up. He choked back his voice: "Wen Man, as long as the child is born safely, you can ask me to do anything, even if you want all my property, I won't frown. From...