Shanshan clung to her last bit of sobriety, her body exceptionally hot and uncomfortable, desperate to find an outlet to burst through. She didn't understand the matters between men and women and had no experience, but at this moment, images of intimate embrace between a man and a woman floated up in her mind, temptingly so.
Yet she held firm to her bottom line.
Looking at Yang Xiaobei in front of her as he untied his bathrobe, she immediately closed her eyes.
She did not love this man, she did not want to spend her life with him, she did not want to see his naked body.
She didn't want this man to get close.
But the footsteps, they drew nearer and nearer.
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Half an hour earlier.
Chen Ziqian's assistant, without his permission, barged into his office, "President Chen, Miss Yun Shanshan and Yang Xiaobei went to the café."
