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Chapter 88: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 61

In the end, no sound was made because they no longer had any relationship.

"If Mr. Jian doesn't believe in the strength of our company, then please take a look at this."

"What's this?"

"Full financial status information of Su Shi."

Su Yinuo let out a sigh of relief, but there was still a faint pain in her anklet. Such a posture made it difficult for her. She smiled softly at him and said half-jokingly: "Mr. Jian, I know my body."

It's very soft, but can you let go of your hand and make me feel more comfortable?

Jian Yan pursed her lips and didn't say a word, but also let go of her restraint.

Su Yinuo pulled up the swivel chair and sat on it with a smile, finally feeling a little more comfortable.

"You can take a look at it first and then reply to me tomorrow."

Su Yinuo crossed her legs, and the tight pants revealed the exquisite lines of her legs.

Half of her body is nestled on the chair, and from top to bottom, you can see her seemingly soft plumpness.

Jianshui's eyes looked at him with a long and confident smile.

If I had to mention another shortcoming, it would be the bandage on her forehead.

Just when the most primitive state of a man was about to be brought out to the fullest in a simple moment, his body suddenly stiffened.

"That woman is a fan of King." Jian Yi said slowly, but her eyes never moved from Su Yinuo's body.

In his vague thoughts, he seemed to swallow his saliva.

Su Yinuo was in a daze for a while, then blinked.

Her thick, curly eyelashes and big, sparkling eyes looked at him ignorantly.

"King?" She didn't understand how it could be related to king.

Jian Jian wanted to move his eyes elsewhere, not to look at her, but his body couldn't control it and couldn't move.

"Because King said in public that the best woman for him in this life is his mother and you."

Su Yinuo opened his mouth as if he suddenly realized something, and his pink lips parted slightly, as if in an invitation.

The corners of her mouth formed a beautiful curve. No wonder, when she first entered that day, the woman would mention king.

It seems that the biggest disadvantage of being a professional manager is that if the artists you lead do not become popular, the company will blame them and slander them.

Hong's words are what she ended up with, and King was just expressing his gratitude to himself in front of the media.

And she was hit on the head by his fans with a wine bottle.


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