40, both sleazy and disgusting

"Song Qinghuan tugged at the corner of her mouth, offering a faint smile and not uttering a word.

Only occasionally did she slightly turn her head to look out the window, hiding an unspoken expression. She had an uneasy premonition. Tonight's client of Wang Yiling would definitely be difficult to deal with.

Otherwise, Wang Yiling wouldn't have spoken so much, now she just hoped that she was overthinking.

Half an hour later, she followed Wang Yiling to the private room of the designated hotel.

The moment she stepped inside, Wang Yiling transformed her arrogant demeanor, walked towards the potbelly middle-aged man in the private room with a sweet smile and said apologetically, "Mr. Tan, I'm really sorry we're late."

"Not at all, we arrived early," the greasily glowing middle-aged man replied with an effusive smile.

"Mr. Tan, you're too kind," Wang Yiling chuckled and sat next to Mr. Tan with Song Qinghuan.