In the white BMW convertible sports car, just stopped, inside, a woman's fair hands with beautiful nails, holding a latest custom-made mobile phone: "Hello? Mom, I see. I'm downstairs at brother Yunlin's! Well, yes, I want to surprise him! Got it, I understand, goodbye."

   As soon as the voice fell, she hung up the phone.

  Opening the car door, she stepped out with her slender white legs.

  Looking up, with a huge black face, she looked at the towering building in front of her. Her lips were painted bright red, and a smile appeared.

  After locking the car, she walked towards the building with her Hermès handbag and high heels proudly.

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  The president's office on the 40th floor.

  Mu Qingyu gently pressed the acupuncture points for him. Her nimble fingers stretched from the cheeks to his neck and shoulders. She sometimes pressed hard and sometimes released them, but without exception, her fingerings were all accurate.

   This is also what she practiced. In the past, she was also at home, giving her parents massages like this. However, since that incident, she has never returned home.

   It has been several years, and she doesn't know if her technique is unfamiliar. However, it seemed that when it was used on Leng Yunlin, he seemed quite comfortable.

  I saw him slightly open the corner of his mouth, revealing the white jade-like teeth inside. On his face, there were no more frowning lines, and his expression became very serene.

  When it reached the neck, he pressed the cervical spine, perhaps because Leng Yunlin often exercises, although he will work long hours, but his physical fitness is still very good. However, even for a person with the best physical fitness, long hours of intense labor will make him physically and mentally exhausted. Although her massage was not very professional, it also eased his emotions and made him feel comfortable and relaxed unconsciously.

  What she didn't know was that when Leng Yunlin was working, he hardly allowed anyone to disturb him. Not to mention, during the slow and long working hours, relax and let someone massage him so closely.

  The door of the office was not closed tightly. Cheng Yaoyun originally planned to take the documents for Leng Yunlin to review. After seeing the situation in the room, he was slightly surprised and forgot to take the documents in.

  The president hasn't relaxed like this for a long time. In the past five years, he seems to be in a good mood, but he seems to be dancing on the tip of a knife. In fact, he hasn't had a few happy days.

  He didn't know about the night between Mu Qingyu and Leng Yunlin five years ago, he only knew—this secretary seemed a little special.

  She didn't seem to want to swallow him like the other secretaries, and she didn't show off that she was Leng Yunlin's new girlfriend. Even though he served as his secretary, there was no difference in doing things from the past.

  On the contrary, she seemed to be really greedy for the money he brought her. In my memory, the only time she smiled happily was when he saw Leng Yunlin writing a check to her that day in the car, and when she saw the number, that surprised look in her eyes?

  Perhaps, it was because Leng Yunlin often encountered women who were anxious to him, and he was very disturbed. However, when he suddenly met a woman who only loved his money and not his people, he was a little at a loss, a little anxious, right?

  Is this what is called in the legend—one thing falls one thing?