The Emperor Building is located in the most prosperous area of City A. Weiran found the place easily. Standing at the front desk of the lobby, her palms were sweating involuntarily.
The girl at the front desk saw Wei Ran and said formulaically: "Hello, have you made an appointment with Mr. Leng?"
"Just say that I am Ye Weiran from Feifan Company. You, Mr. Leng, will meet me." Weiran smiled impeccably, hiding all her uneasiness.
After waiting for a while, the front desk received a reply and allowed Weiran to walk towards the president's office.
Leng Junyi's office is on the highest floor of the Emperor Building. After walking through the long corridor, Weiran directly opened the thick wooden door that was ajar.
The moment the office door opened, Weiran froze on the spot.
A voluptuously dressed woman was sitting on Leng Junyi's lap. Just by looking at the disheveled look of the woman, one could tell what was going on here.
Weiran suddenly felt a little embarrassed, not knowing whether to walk in or exit.
Do all men like this? Wouldn't it be more exciting to flirt in the office with the door open?
"Come in." Leng Junyi's deep voice came over, with his usual coldness.
Wei Ran walked over step by step on three-inch high heels. As soon as she got closer, she felt the woman sitting on Leng Junyi's lap staring at her with resentment.
"You go out first." Leng Junyi patted the woman's back gently, and the woman reluctantly twisted her slender waist and left the office.
"We have already made a decoration plan for Jingyu. Mr. Leng can take a look at the effect first." Weiran tried to keep calm in front of this powerful man, and took out a u from the bag with one hand.
The plate was handed to Leng Junyi.
Leng Junyi glanced at her, grabbed her hand with his big hand, pulled hard, and pulled her in front of him.
"How have you considered what I said yesterday?" The man's strong body moved closer to her, almost encircling her in his arms.
Wei Ran wanted to step back uncomfortably, only to realize that her back was pressing against the hard desk. She had no way to retreat at this time.
She was really stupid. She knew that this man was as dangerous as a demon, but she still stupidly took the initiative to send him to the door and let him slaughter him.
"If you need it, Master Leng, how about I help you contact the emperor's most famous lady to accompany you?" Weiran hurriedly changed the subject, leaning back slightly, trying to stay away from him.
Leng Junyi's face turned cold for a moment. Did she think he was the kind of promiscuous person? He had a regular female partner and would never date two people at the same time. Even if he went to bed, it was only to relieve his physiological needs.
Leng Junyi stretched out a hand and gently raised Wei Ran's charming little face. Looking at her panicked eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "But, I just have a crush on you."
Weiran only felt that his smile was filled with bloodthirsty cruelty, and his fingers pinched her chin tightly, like a scorching fire burning into her skin, and the unbearable heat started from there.
It started to spread a little bit, and gradually the whole body became hot.
"Young Master Leng, please respect yourself." Weiran was completely panicked and stretched out her hand to break away his hand that was holding her chin.
Weiran was wearing a conservative business suit today, with a tight-fitting white shirt on the upper body and a knee-length black A-line skirt on the lower body. Because of her panic struggle, several buttons on the shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a piece of snow-white
's skin.
From Leng Junyi's point of view, he could clearly see the beauty of her clothes, with her snow-white breasts half-exposed, barely visible. This scene was really very thought-provoking.
Wei Ran felt that the way Leng Junyi looked at her seemed to have an unusual meaning. When she lowered her head and saw her miserable appearance, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her open chest.
Leng Junyi's fingers moved downwards along her chin, gently rubbing circles on her small collarbone, and then continued downward until they touched the soft plump mass.
Weiran felt that every nerve in her body was tense. She didn't dare to move. She even breathed carefully, for fear that her slight rise and fall would trigger the man's desire.
"Master Leng, if I have offended you in any way before, please forgive me and forgive me."
Wei Ran felt more and more that this man seemed to be targeting her deliberately. Although she had no impression of him at all, in order to escape unscathed, she had to apologize humbly.
But Leng Junyi had no intention of letting her go. His fingers deftly unbuttoned her underwear, and his big hands held the plumpness on one side and kneaded it vigorously.
The man's erotic massage made Weiran feel a comfortable feeling that she had never experienced before. She bit her lips hard to prevent herself from making any sound. Her eyes were already covered with a thin layer of mist.
Water mist.
"What if I don't let you go?" Leng Junyi's narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
Damn it, this woman's soft and smooth touch was so enchanting that he was actually a little addicted...