A Day of Love: The President's Prey

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Zheng Keyun turned his head, glanced at Xia Ruoqi expressionlessly, and pressed the button of the underground garage without saying anything.

After rushing back from X City, Zheng Keyun presided over another meeting for nearly an hour and a half. Zheng Keyun's energy was almost exhausted, and he didn't have time to pay attention to this woman.

What he wants to do most now is to go home, take a hot bath, fill his stomach, and take a good rest. [

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After the car stopped in front of the house, Zheng Keyun immediately dragged the woman who was huddled in the corner and kept staring at him out of the car.

As soon as the servant at the door saw Zheng Keyun, he immediately stepped forward to take the briefcase in his hand, while secretly looking at the woman beside him, he said, "Welcome back, young master."

Zheng Keyun didn't even look at the maid, while pulling on his tie, he dragged Xia Ruoqi towards the bedroom, and ordered the servant who followed respectfully to prepare dinner.

"You'd better stay obediently, otherwise..." After dragging Xia Ruoqi into the bedroom, Zheng Keyun dropped such threatening words with cold eyes, turned around without looking back, and walked into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, Xia Ruoqi felt inexplicably unhappy.

"You pervert, I'd better drown you!" She slammed the luggage bag in her hand to the ground, then kicked the sofa vigorously to discourage herself, muttering curses while looking around this exquisitely decorated room , looking for something to vent his resentment towards Zheng Keyun.

After scanning around, Xia Ruoqi's eyes stopped on a small grid full of antiques——

There is a photo frame on it, and the person in the photo is of course that perverted and nasty Zheng Keyun in the bathroom!

Then, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

She snorted twice, ran to the luggage bag and squatted down, zipped it up, and took out the oil-based pen that was usually used to write things down.

Glancing at the closed door of the bathroom, Xia Ruoqi walked over without thinking, took down the photo frame, and scribbled for a while, until the person in the photo was painted as a person with an afro head, a large beard, and a face. After the ugly monster covered with moles, he put it down.