"Anne!" Secretary Jin’s voice suddenly turned stern, loaded with a thick sense of warning, "You should know her relationship with Tang Song, don’t provoke her!"
"Relax, Mira! You misunderstand , even if I wanted to provoke soone, it would only be Tang Song himself. After all, he’s the only one worthy of my full devotion." Anne tested the waters: "Haha, but... if I really did that, would you kill ?"
"Haha, you can try, perhaps I wouldn’t mind?"
The "beep beep" sound of the phone hanging up echoed from the receiver.
Anne stood dazed, her heart began to pulse uncontrollably faster, her blue eyes sparkled with a dangerous and exhilarating light.
She wasn’t sure if Jin’s words were a threat or permission.
Perhaps... she could give it a try?
She really couldn’t resist the feeling filled with challenge and excitent.
She turned on her phone and glanced at the group chat ssages.
Anne’s fingers gently caressed her damp hair tips and pulled a towel over her body in a casual wrap.
After hesitating for a mont, she walked straight out of the bedroom and headed to the study door on the third floor.
"Knock knock knock—" She gently knocked on the door.
"Co in!" A cold and deep voice sounded.
Anne shrugged and then opened the door.
Tang Song was sitting at the desk, focused on typing on the keyboard, the light casting shadows on his indifferent and handso face, adding a touch of ascetic vibe.
"Is there sothing you need?" Tang Song looked up at the foreign woman.
"You really are a busy bee, boss." Anne leaned against the door fra, skin shimring with a pearl-like glow under the towel.
"Mind your manner of address."
"Oh~, is that so..." She deliberately slowed her speech, slightly spreading her legs, seemingly wanting to show that the phrase Tang Song had written had been washed off.
Tang Song stopped his work, leaning back against his chair, "Now, go cut so fruit for , rember, you have to do it yourself."
"Alright, but I’m not your personal assistant, just filling in temporarily." She chuckled softly, a seductive quiver in her tone, "By the way, your personal assistant’s nad Luna, right? Perhaps, I should get to know her."
With that said, she sashayed out, walking with a cat-like stride.
Which made Tang Song sigh, foreign won are indeed resilient; even if their backs are battered, it doesn’t slow them down.
If it were Jing and Qingqing, they’d still be groaning on the bed.
A while later.
Anne returned, carrying a fruit platter, gently placing it on the desk, "Your fruit, boss. Carefully selected just for you."
Tang Song picked up a piece of ruby grapefruit, his gaze sweeping over the fruit platter before landing on the foreign woman.
Offering a piece of grapefruit flesh to her lips: "Miss Anne, open your mouth."
Suddenly hearing Tang Song use the na from when they first t, Anne froze.
This long-missing na instantly conjured images from deep within her mory—those monts completely dominated by Tang Song, leaving no room for resistance.
Her heart beat wildly faster, subconsciously opening her mouth obediently.
Just then, Tang Song’s long fingers thrust inside, his actions imperious and undeniable.
His fingertips gently caressed her oral cavity walls, stirring, bringing a strange tingling sensation.
Anne’s eyes widened, a faint blush spread across her cheeks, her breath growing rapid.
Tang Song’s face revealed a satisfied smile, "You are as obedient as ever."
Gazing at Anne’s delicate and charming face, he suddenly felt taming horses was an incredibly interesting task!
Even without reward incentives, he was always willing to do so.
...
Baishe Private Club.
The air was filled with a faint sandalwood scent, gentle background music lingered in the ears.
"Recently, the Li3.0 model released by Qingning Technology has completely overturned my understanding of multimodal AI."
"Indeed, when such technology lands in the industrial sectors like autonomous driving or dical imaging diagnostics, it’s like a dinsionality reduction attack."
"Speaking of application scenarios, actually integrating household services, smart hos, and artificial intelligence is also a potential direction. Yuyan, share your thoughts."
Shen Yuyan wore a bright smile, eloquent and articulate, ticulously clear and logically ticulous. Not only did she explain industry trends, but she also applied Youjie Housekeeping’s actual cases to offer her insights.
Plus, her exceptionally striking appearance and fresh, elegant temperant attracted nurous side glances.
After a round of discussion, Wang Yubo led her away from the crowd, chuckling, "How’s it going? Any gains?"
"Thank you, Chairman Wang, there’s been a great harvest." Shen Yuyan’s expression was sincere.
Yesterday, as the general manager of Youjie Housekeeping, she t with Win-win Technology’s shareholders, including Wang Yubo, achieving initial promises to secure a second round of investnt funds.
Today, he specially brought her to this top-notch private club, introducing her to countless quality connections.
The CEO of a newly risen unicorn enterprise, a partner at a well-known law firm, an executive from a top investnt bank...
For her, striving for upward social networking, these resources were undeniably intensely attractive, further stimulating her inner ambition.
As the two paused briefly, a mature and glamorous woman gracefully approached.
In her 30s, she boasted a voluptuous yet elegant figure, clad in a form-fitting black dress.
"Long ti no see, Yubo."
"Sister Kaley, you’re here." Wang Yubo’s corners of his mouth lifted slightly, his smile warm.
The two shared a close handshake.
Liu Kaili’s gaze then fell on Shen Yuyan beside Wang Yubo, her brow slightly raised, aningfully saying, "Oh, is it another change? You are still the sa, never lacking new faces around you."
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