Pan Ling, who was wearing a dark green cheongsam, had wavy curly hair, and had a graceful figure without losing the plumpness of a young woman. She sat on the legs of Biao Ye, who was in his seventies with white hair, wrinkles and age spots on his face. She held Biao Ye's face tightly with her delicate hands painted with bright red nail polish, and kissed him with her lips and tongue like a wolf, and kept shaking her head from side to side in ecstasy!

Biao Ye was shocked. He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and stood stiff and motionless.

In the conference hall, the other elders sitting on the armchairs stared at the scene in amazement. After an unknown amount of time, someone came to their senses and looked at He Shan.

He Shan finally came to his senses, and his first reaction was that Pan Ling was taking drugs!

The other elders turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch this extremely embarrassing scene!

"Amu... Amu... What's wrong with me? Huh? Tell me, what's wrong with me?!" Pan Ling, who was intoxicated by the kiss, was finally willing to leave Biao Ye's lips for an inch. She knelt on him, still holding his face with both hands, her eyes blurred. At this moment, in front of her was Amu's rough and wild face covered with a beard, and the lips close to her were Amu's sexy lips with moderate thickness and clear lines.

When Pan Ling said this, all the elders were dumbfounded.

“This…this…”

"Is Pan Ling taking drugs?"

"Do you think Biao Ye is that Amu?!"

"How shameful!"

Several elders looked at each other and talked, too embarrassed to open their eyes!

He Shan was so angry that he clenched his fists and forgot to react for a moment.

"Amu, if I can't have you, I will destroy you! You are the sexiest and most manly man I have ever met! Amu... um——" Pan Ling held Biao Ye's face and kept talking. Her voice was so loud that all the elders could hear it clearly, including He Shan and the bodyguards waiting on the side!

Before Pan Ling finished her words, she couldn't wait to kiss Mr. Biao.

Mr. Biao, who is over seventy years old, is so stiff that he feels like he can get into a coffin!

What the hell is this!

"Pan Ling really likes Amu! This... this..."

"He Shan! What are you still standing there for?! Master Biao is almost dying!"

He Shan came to his senses completely and pulled out the pistol from his waist. "This bitch!" he said viciously.

Pan Ling, that bitch, had completely ruined He Shan's reputation today! Not only the reputation of the head of the group, but also his dignity as a man!

He Shan rushed forward, grabbed Pan Ling's hair with one hand, and held a pistol in the other hand, with the muzzle against Pan Ling's temple. Pan Ling was completely unaware and was still kissing Biao Ye in ecstasy!

"He Shan! You can't do that! Pan Ling is on drugs! You can't do that! You can't do that!"

"He Shan, calm down!"

The elders hurried forward to persuade him. Although Pan Ling had made no contributions in the group over the years, she had worked hard. Moreover, she controlled the first-hand resources of domestic distributors and controlled half of the group. It was not something that He Shan could get rid of with just one shot!

He Shan couldn't calm down!

"Everyone, you saw it too! This bitch! She coveted my brother and tried to seduce him, but now she's been trying to sow discord between us all day long!" He Shan was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was about to pull the trigger with his right index finger.

"He Shan! We believe in your vision!"

"It seems Pan Ling really has a grudge against Amu, so she wants to frame him!"

The other elders also understood. At this time, Pan Ling was pulled off Biao Ye's legs by He Shan and thrown to the ground next to her. Pan Ling was thrown heavily to the ground!

"Amu, you are so rude... Amu... I like it, a little rougher!" Pan Ling lay on the ground like a bitch, saying words that were unbearable to hear!