The man known as President Ning, upon hearing Chi He’s words, imdiately changed his expression, terrified.
"How dare I? Seventh Young Master, I didn’t an it that way, I really didn’t!"
He was not just terrified, but also hurried back to his seat, not daring to make another peep.
Those who had wanted to rush to President Ning’s side to teach soone a lesson on behalf of Seventh Young Master were now, one by one, relieved.
Fortunately, they had been a step behind and hadn’t taken matters into their own hands!
Only then did Xia Yinian catch her breath, looking down and the next second, exclaiming in a low cry, "Ah!"
God! With so many people watching!
No, even if no one was watching, this should not be happening!
Scared, Xia Yinian hastily tried to get up, but as she was holding a bottle of wine, she fumbled and actually rubbed against Gu Beicheng’s lower abdon for quite a while.
The man’s face was taut, his muscles gradually tensing up as well.
Was this girl doing this on purpose?
But being seen by so many people, she should be... unhappy, right?
Xia Yinian finally stood up, hanging her head at the side.
She truly felt like crying without tears. Was God kidding with her?
Why out of everyone in this private room was it him? Why was it that she made no mistakes anywhere else, but when it ca to serving him, she made such a big blunder?
Now, with her pants in such a state, wet in a large area, and in such a... what to do?
How is he going to go out later?
"Wet? Aren’t you going to wipe it clean?" Gu Beicheng’s voice sounded very displeased.
Xia Yinian jumped in fright, hastily tearing off two pieces of tissue, bowing her head to start wiping.
But after squatting down, she started to feel confused again.
How was she to wipe this area?
Gu Beicheng seed to ignore her, looking at the man seated diagonally opposite himself.
"Where were we just now?"
Where were we... just now?
Everyone present had an odd expression on their faces.
Yet Seventh Young Master could still talk about work so calmly, composedly and without blushing or panting?
People say Seventh Young Master is cold and unfeeling, decisive in his killings, it seems to be true indeed.
However, allowing a girl to touch him like this, is this what they call... being uninterested in won?
Yet Gu Beicheng seed as if he didn’t notice the strange looks everyone was giving him.
Of course, with just an indifferent glance from Seventh Young Master, no one else dared to show any different reactions.
Each of them sat upright, pretending not to see the girl crouching under the table.
Xia Yinian was really embarrassed, with the tissue in hand, her eyes on his pants wet from the red wine, not sure whether to wipe or not to wipe.
If she didn’t obey and wipe for him, what if he suddenly got angry and demanded she pay for it?
She hadn’t forgotten, this man’s clothes were casually priced at hundreds of thousands for starters.
Not to ntion outfits for formal occasions could reach millions!
She truly couldn’t afford it, even selling herself wouldn’t cover the cost!
Finally, Xia Yinian bit her lip, tissue in hand, fingers trembling, heart filled with unease as she started to wipe for him...
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