When Song Min-yeon saw who was in front of him, his words got stuck in his throat.
"Su Qingqing?"
Song Minyuan raised his eyebrows and his voice sounded a little weird, but he was secretly delighted in his heart. The person that Secretary Wu and Ye Qingtong had not found was found by him easily. Doesn't that prove that he is more powerful than them?
Thinking of this, a smile flashed across Song Minyuan's eyes.
"Master Yuan."
Su Qingqing spoke softly. This was how the playboys in Rongcheng addressed Song Minyuan. After all, Song Minyuan's father was the Second Master, and he didn't like being called the Second Young Master.
So everyone called him Yuan Shao.
Song Minyuan was stunned for a moment. No one had called him by this name for a long time.
Su Qingqing picked up the red wine on the table, poured two glasses, and handed one to Song Minyuan, "One less glass for you."
Su Qingqing was wearing a white dress today, but her skin was whiter than the dress. At this moment, she was slightly tilted, and from Song Minyuan's perspective, he could see the cleavage on her chest.
She exuded an alluring scent all over her body, and the perfume she had sprayed on was now constantly drifting into Song Min-yeon's nose.
One hand was already on Song Minyuan's shoulder, and her voice was gentle, "Mr. Yuan, I really didn't expect to meet you here." Her eyes, expression, and movements were all sending some kind of signal to Song Minyuan.
Some kind of signal that only grown men and women understand.
Song Minyuan narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to reach out to push Su Qingqing away.
There was a loud "bang" and then the sound of glass falling to the ground and breaking.
He subconsciously looked up and stood up suddenly when he saw the figure fleeing in panic.
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