Lu Zheng slowly stood up and unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time.
He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his excessively handsome wrists.
Beneath his shirt, his powerful muscles were clearly visible, creating a strong sense of tension.
His gaze remained fixed on Qiao Zhen, never wavering for a moment.
Qiao Zhen didn't dare to move, but Lu Zheng deliberately knocked the documents off the table. He was extremely wild, "I told you, I'll sleep with you once, and you're not satisfied."
He's so arrogant and direct!
Qiao Zhen bit her lower lip and pretended to be tough, saying, "Mr. Lu, aren't you afraid I'll cause trouble for you?"
"Tell my fiancée?" Lu Zheng's smile deepened. "I can give you her contact information right now, do you want it?"
He twirled the phone in his hand, his smile growing wider and wider.
Qiao Zhen was a little confused. Why was this man specifically targeting her? "President Lu, what exactly do you want?"
"I'll fuck you." He answered crisply and decisively.
Lu Zheng carefully scanned Qiao Zhen. Her snow-white overalls accentuated her graceful figure, and he knew how good her figure was.
Even if she deliberately hides all her beauty, she has nowhere to hide in front of Lu Zheng.
Qiao Zhen's forehead throbbed. The man in front of her was incredibly handsome, and his family background was even more extraordinary. If he wanted to have some fun, what woman couldn't he find? Why did he choose her of all people?
"May I ask why Mr. Lu is so insistent on sleeping with me? Could it be that you slept well last night and feel like you've found your soulmate?" Qiao Zhen felt a bit absurd as soon as she asked the question.
But Lu Zheng squinted at her and nodded nonchalantly: "Miss Qiao can think that way."
Qiao Zhen: "..."
A few seconds of silence followed, then their eyes met. Lu Zheng's gaze remained unmistakably filled with desire for Qiao Zhen.
Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat. Thinking back to her first experience last night, which was indeed quite good, Qiao Zhen blurted out, almost unconsciously:
"Sleeping together again is not out of the question, but you have to promise me you won't make things difficult for me again."
Qiao Zhen knew that the confrontation at the police station wasn't truly over, since the other side hadn't backed down; it was just a matter of letting things cool down. If Lu Zheng wanted to dredge up old grievances and cause trouble again, she wouldn't be able to fight back.
Lu Zheng curled his lips, his eyes full of mockery: "Which aspect are you referring to?"
“You know what I’m talking about.” Qiao Zhen narrowed her beautiful eyes.
"That depends on your performance. As long as I'm satisfied, I can be lenient with you, whether it's work or Qiao Luosheng." Lu Zheng moved closer to Qiao Zhen, reached out and picked up a strand of her hair, twirling it between his fingertips.
He really liked Qiao Zhen's scent; it gave him a strange sense of peace.
The atmosphere in the dimly lit office suddenly became ambiguous.
Lu Zheng slammed Qiao Zhen down onto the desk with a thud. She braced herself on the edge of the desk with both hands and bent over slightly.
He showed no pity, and even seemed somewhat eager, to lift her skirt and lower himself down.
Qiao Zhen's originally cold and hard expression became increasingly bewildered under the man's advances.
Looking at her slightly parted lips, Lu Zheng could no longer control his emotions and became entangled with her.
That damned woman, how could she forget who she is?
Sure enough, she never even saw him!
Qiao Zhen had never felt so ashamed; she had actually done this to him in the office...
The man's arms encircled her soft flesh, and the friction made her cheeks flush even more.
Soon, the room was filled with the scent of lovemaking.
"Now that you've had your fun, let me go."
Once her lust subsided, Qiao Zhen quickly regained her indifferent demeanor.
She bit her lower lip, dressed in front of Lu Zheng, and then said, "Mr. Lu, don't forget your promise and let our Qiao Luosheng go."
"Okay," the man agreed readily.
It was just a minor squabble between children, and he never intended to get involved. Even if the other party wasn't Qiao Zhen, he wouldn't pursue the matter or hold anyone accountable.
Qiao Zhen added, "At work, I hope you and I can keep a certain distance!"
"Okay." Lu Zheng lightly licked his lower lip, as if savoring her taste.
Qiao Zhen tidied her hair a little and let out a soft breath. "If there's nothing else, Mr. Lu, I'll be going now."
Just as she was about to turn the doorknob and leave, she suddenly heard Lu Zheng say, "Don't let me see you being ambiguous with other men again. I have mysophobia."
Qiao Zhen was taken aback, recalling the incident of He Yang blocking her door that morning.
Is this man jealous?
"Mr. Lu, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for me, would you?" Qiao Zhen glanced sideways, her tone slightly teasing.
Lu Zheng pursed his lower lip into a thin line, neither admitting nor denying.
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