An Jiuyue returned to Qin Runnan's office, but after recalling what Feng Cheng had just said to her, she decided that she couldn't waste too much time and effort on Qin Runnan.

She was too tired. Ever since the incident with Li Tan had happened, everything happened in succession. She had not had a single day of peace.

"Director Qin, I want to return to my previous job. If you are not feeling well, you can give me a call or look for Duan Feifei directly. She is your well-deserved secretary."

Qin Runnan's tone did not reveal any emotion as he calmly asked, "Because of Feng Cheng?"

"Because of myself! "You are the president here, and I am not. I need to think about my future life!"

With a bang, Qin Runnan placed the marker on the table. His tone carried a repressed anger, "You are not allowed to go. I can't afford it! "

"You raise me? Qin Runnan, you can't afford it! "

In An Jiuyue's entire life, the person she looked down on the most was someone who didn't consume strength.

"I can't afford it? Hehe … Feng Cheng can afford it, right? "

An Jiuyue was startled when she heard the two words, "I'm not discussing it with you, I'm just notifying you that I'm going to resign and go back to work!"

After An Jiuyue finished speaking, she did not care about how gloomy Qin Runnan's face was, and directly sat on the sofa with her back facing him, and contacted He Xueru.

In the villa on the other side, the glaring afternoon sunlight shone through the curtains and onto the two people lying on the bed. He Xueru opened her eyes in a daze and turned her body to turn her back to the light, but she was awakened by the pain from her waist.

"It hurts …" "Hiss …" "What time is it …"

He Xueru rubbed her hair that was in a mess, Nan Nan mumbled to herself, when she opened her eyes, she saw a figure that looked like she was at her side, and her sleepiness immediately disappeared, causing her to immediately panic and sit up.

After rubbing her sleepy eyes and confirming that she wasn't blind, she saw a man lying on the side with his face towards her. His hands seemed to be embracing him, his long bangs covering his forehead, his seductive lips opening slightly. As he breathed, his slightly long eyelashes trembled.

The man who looked so charming was Feng Cheng. At this moment, he was playing with his phone beside her as if he was passing time.

He Xueru could not deny that this fierce man, who was the same as the one in her dreams, had made a move on him. She reached out and gently pulled off the bed sheets, wanting to quietly not disturb Feng Cheng's play.

He Xueru had never had the time to think about it too much because of her rough mental state. Most probably, she drank too much yesterday, so Feng Cheng had only brought her and An Jiuyue back when he was just passing by.

But when the sheet was pulled apart, He Xueru saw that her naked upper body was completely naked, and her skin was moving up and down along with her breathing, and she also looked at her legs that were still bare under the blanket. He Xueru then looked at Feng Cheng …

Now, even if she was more crude, she knew that things had started to go wrong.

He lowered his head and looked at himself again. After confirming that he had not seen wrongly, he instantly closed his eyes.

"Oh, mygosh!"

He Xueru rubbed her hurting temples. If she was naked, she would have been able to comfort herself that she liked to sleep naked, and seeing Feng Cheng by her side could be said to be the one who took over his bed. But what happened to the bruises on her body?

He Xueru, who had a rather open mind, was unable to calm down at this moment.

Leaning on the headboard, he saw that Feng Cheng had suddenly moved, and anxiously pulled the blanket to cover the area below his collarbone, then shifted to the side, maintaining a distance from Feng Cheng.

As a result, Feng Cheng turned around and saw He Xueru wrapped in a bedsheet at the side of the bed. He puzzledly ruffled his hair, then remembered what he had done last night, and was momentarily at a loss as to what he should say.

Seeing that He Xueru was staring at him, she could only say awkwardly, "Why are you awake so early? Aren't you tired? "

He Xueru shook her head.

Feng Cheng shrugged his shoulders, pulling out a bra from within the pile of clothes and threw it at He Xueru, "Yours."

He Xueru lowered her head and saw her bra lying on the blanket all alone.

Ah!

"Oh, now you know you're shy. Last night, you took the initiative."

"Proactive?" He Xueru stared at him in disbelief, "What?! It was clearly you … You forced me! "

"Me? "Don't joke with me. I already said that I'm not a straight man, the one who raped the woman said that she was wearing very little, but you didn't reject her saying what happened last night …"

When Feng Cheng thought back to last night, when he turned around and saw An Jiuyue wearing an alluring undergarment on the bed, his Adam's apple uncontrollably moved and he gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

He reckoned that after getting drunk, he mistook He Xueru for An Jiuyue.

Actually, Feng Cheng was already somewhat calm when he woke up. He seemed to have really been involved in the emotions due to An Jiuyue yesterday, and he did something in a daze later on.

He found the underwear on the bed and threw it in front of her, then picked it up and threw it up. Seeing He Xueru staring at him, he laughed and ridiculed, "You like it, right?

He Xueru looked at Feng Cheng's hoodlum look and cursed, "Like my ass!"

"You just don't share the same thoughts. How manly you pretend to be on the outside, is actually not a woman's mentality? "However, last night, a first time woman almost squeezed me dry. This really surprises me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and left, closing the door to allow He Xueru time to dress herself.

After the door closed, He Xueru quickly put on her clothes and carefully recalled her memories.

This was the first time for He Xueru, who always looked strong, to the point that she couldn't even sit still due to the panic she had inside, and the feeling from her waist reminded him of how crazy she was.

He held his head and sat on the bed in despair. What was he to do now?