Fan Yuke was smiling, and her round, baby-like face was full of smiles, which made her look adorable no matter how you looked at her.

Mu Bailang actually wanted to grab a few and pinch them, and unconsciously, his previous depression was much less.

"Miss Fan, why don't you go back first? I'm afraid we won't be able to finish discussing the matter between Mr. Mu and me in a short time..." Yao Yao snorted.

Mu Bailang suddenly called me over today, which clearly showed that he was interested in me. This Fan Yuke was so blind!

"Besides, maybe we need to have a deeper discussion."

Yao Yao raised her eyebrows with a half-smile, her delicate little hands crawling up Mu Bailang's chest, and when she was about to reach down along his collar...

brush!

Someone suddenly grabbed my wrist.

A pain as if it was about to break came from my wrist.

Yao Yao raised her eyes and met Mu Bailang's smiling yet somewhat dangerous gaze.

"Mu, President Mu?"

"You go out first." Mu Bailang shook off Yao Yao's arm, and his expression changed instantly, no longer as lazy as at the beginning.

Yao Yao was dumbfounded. Didn’t he cooperate with her very well before?

"Mr. Mu, did Yaoyao do something wrong?" Yao Yao blinked and looked at Mu Bailang with watery eyes.

Mu Bailang was used to seeing actors acting on cue, so he scoffed, "My dear, you did nothing wrong, but you're just too extravagant. I don't like you."

Yao Yao's face turned pale. She was so angry that she didn't explode on the spot. Her nails were almost broken, but she could only glare at Fan Yuke reluctantly and then left obediently.

Damn it, I can’t even catch his eye, but is Fan Yuke enough?

You are so old now, how can you compare yourself with me?

Fan Yuke was also stunned by Mu Bailang's ruthless change of attitude. How dare such a horse pick on others? He didn't even consider his own moral character!

After Yao Yao left, the girl at the front desk quickly closed the door.

Suddenly, there were only the two of them left in the clean and spacious president's office.

"Mu Bailang, why did you block me?" Fan Yuke asked in a muttered tone.

Mu Bailang raised his eyebrows, curled his thin lips playfully, and played with the lighter with his slender fingers.

"Really? I didn't notice."

"You..." Stop pretending here!

Fan Yuke really wanted to say something sweet, but she remembered that the purpose of her visit today was not to quarrel.

"Okay, I'll block you. I came here today because you haven't contacted me, so I wanted to ask, do we still want to continue with our contract?"

Mu Bailang immediately understood why she came to him on her own initiative.

So, after all this time, you're short of money?

The smile on her lips gradually faded, and her charming eyes raised slightly, "You came to me just to say this?"

"What else?" Fan Yuke's baby face puffed up. "Do you think I'm here to have a heart-to-heart talk with a playboy like you?"

"?"

Mu Bailang's handsome face turned dark. Was this woman trying to provoke him on purpose?

"Fan Yuke, is your life too good to be true? Do you want me to cause you trouble?"

When she met his murderous gaze, Fan Yuke's heart skipped a beat. She quickly smoothed his fur and put on a flattering look.

"No, no, no, Mr. Mu, that's not what I meant just now. I was praising you!"

Mu Bailang was so angry at her that he laughed, "Is there anyone who praises others like you?"

"What I'm doing is called openly criticizing but secretly praising!"

Fan Yuke spoke nonsense in a serious and confident manner.

"Being a playboy isn't something that just anyone can do. First and foremost, you need outstanding looks, right? Look at your looks. Looking across the entire entertainment industry, no... even across China, how many can rival you? Wouldn't you completely dwarf them all?"

Mu Bailang looked at her trying to distort the truth, and raised his thin lips slightly. "You're quite good at making up stories? Then keep talking. Maybe if I'm happy, I'll agree to your request."

“…”Fan Yuke’s heart was filled with black lines.

No, he is really addicted to it?

OK!

Isn't it just a lie? She has a mouth.

"And your figure is comparable to that of a top male star, ahem, a male model. You are so charming that you don't even need to take the initiative. Beautiful women are automatically attracted to you. So, the word 'playboy' is a compliment to me."

"After all, some men want to spend money but don't have the money, right?"

As Fan Yuke spoke, he thought to himself, I have said so many lies, will I get retribution?

"What about you?"

At this moment, Mu Bailang suddenly said this.

His eyes, full of seductive smiles, met her gaze. "This young master is so perfect in you, are you attracted to him?"

Fan Yuke got goosebumps all over her body, but she said cooperatively, "Of course, if I wasn't attracted to you, why would I have drunk too much and sneaked into the men's room, and even jumped on you?"

"Tsk." Mu Bailang's expression hardened. "So, you were drunk when you committed the crime?"

At that time, he was in the men's restroom satisfying his physiological needs. A drunk woman rushed in and pointed at his tool and said, "She also has this!"

She's still digging around like a psychopath...

But the woman who was taking off her clothes and pants in front of him had a pretty good figure.

"That happened so long ago, how come you still remember it, Master Mu?"

Fan Yuke curled his lips in embarrassment and quickly changed the subject.

"Mr. Mu, don't worry. Although I admire you very much, I understand the difference in our status. I will never harbor any inappropriate thoughts. I will perfectly fulfill all of my duties as Party B. So, can we continue with this contract?"

In the final analysis, you still want to get money from him!

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