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As the most famous high-level clubhouse in Jing's, Jindu's “waiter” looks like the best one.

In the big box, the other men left and hugged and flirted around the beautiful women, only Huo Yunwei.

He was filled with laughter and laughter, and he sat alone on the large wine-red sofa, holding the glass in his hand, and sipping it from time to time, seemingly out of place.

The colorful strobe lights were on his face, and the face that turned the opposites of life was more and more sturdy and cold.

The usual unsettled man suddenly became like a person tonight, and everyone saw that he was in a bad mood.

Huo Yunxi’s base friend Mu Xian gave a look to the singer who was about to sing the song. He signaled him to go up and ask, and he was hiding in the hustle and bustle.

Huo Li received his eyes, sat back and took the wine glass and respected him. The meaning was obvious.

I am not stupid, paralyzed to send yourself to go!

Huo Yunqi looked up and drunk the wine in his hand. A hot girl was very familiar with him and poured wine again. He watched the reddish liquid fall into the glass. He seemed to hear the directors rushing to Lu Chaoyang during the day. Blaming, very annoying.

In another blink of an eye, her mind reappeared that she was obviously wronged, but her eyes were still firm, so she was strong and **** repeated in front of his eyes.

He picked up the goblet and just sent it to his mouth. The ear suddenly sounded softly in the woman who poured the wine.

"Less, I will feed you..."

As soon as the voice fell, her body leaned against him like a bone. The proud eye was about to be intimately in contact with him. Her smiling eyes flashed with excitement.

"Roll." Huo Yunyi pushed her away softly, put down the wine glass, and got up from the sofa.

"Let's be gentler~" She simply fell on the sofa and reached out to Huo Yunqi. "Looking at others..."

Huo Yun’s ostrich is not a bird, picking up his coat and leaving.

All the way back to the company, the 40-story Thunder Group, only one layer is still lit.

He blinked at the time shown on the car, and at 3:30 in the morning, she knew she was still working overtime.

Stopped the car, Huo Yunzhen walked to Lu Chaoyang's office, and the footsteps of the shoes were very clear.

The door of the secretary was open, and he looked at the figure, and the footsteps were inexplicably lightened.