On the day that Ji Yao cheated on his little sister, Meng Qingge didn't break into his room to catch him, but instead sent him a text message to play with his big brother.
However, Meng Qingge didn't expect that the prey she was looking for was actually the real hunter.
That night, he had pressed her down and whispered into her ear, "Meng Qingge, you should have been mine for a long time."

You Should Have Been Mine

"Of course, in President Ji's eyes, we small families don't have much that can catch your eyes." De Shu smiled as he followed, "How about President Ji take a look for himself? Our sincerity."

Subsequently, he pressed a few buttons on the remote control in his hand, and the entire hall turned extremely dark. The men and women who had just been immersed in disco were instantly engulfed by darkness, and the hall gradually quietened down.

A beam of light hit the center of the stage, and a silvery metal sphere rose up.

When the door was opened, he saw Meng Qingge, who was wearing only a thin layer of black gauze.

He was lying unconscious on the burgundy sofa with his hands cuffed to his forehead on the armrests on either side.

Ji Wanzhou would never have thought that this small nightclub would provoke him so blatantly.

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