"Of course, our dearest Director Meng, you don't know yet, but there are many people who are thinking about you." Lu Nan's expression gradually turned vulgar. He picked up the cup of water in front of Meng Qingge, sniffing it with an unsatisfied expression, as if he was a pervert.
"You." As soon as Meng Qingge stood up, she felt dizzy and dizzy. The sight before her eyes blurred, making her unable to bear the burden and fell to the ground.
Meng Qingge took a last look before fainting. The person sitting in the main seat was very familiar to her. She must have seen him before.
"Hurry up and get her away, or Ji Wanzhou won't be so easy to deal with when he gets here." Lu Nan retracted his perverted smile and became cautious and serious.
"I'm here, why are you in such a difficult situation?" Ji Wanzhou pushed open the door and walked in.