Ex-husband is poisonous: 1000 million contract for kidnapping

What a rational and rigid person Leng Yunlin is, in the past ten years, he has experienced it very clearly.

He would never do such a thing. If it really happened, it would be unprecedented!

The person who can make Leng Yunlin ignore work to such an extent in the office, she is still No.1!

The surprise was only for a moment. In the next second, he immediately hid his emotions, bowed and said, "President, there is a meeting at 03:30, in the clubhouse on the top floor of Roman Holiday."

"Understood, you go and prepare."

There was a short silence in the office, and when Mu Qingyu was about to speak, Leng Yunlin had already taken his suit jacket from the hanger next to him.

"Do you want to go out?" Seeing his movements, Mu Qingyu immediately got up to meet him.

"En." Leng Yunlin was already well dressed, with a silver suit, a linen shirt, and his proper hairstyle, looking like a successful man who commanded everything.

"Then I..."

He glanced at her. This woman, in just an instant, had returned from being charming and enchanting to calm and cold.

Working and "serving" him changed so quickly that he was a little surprised at her good "professional quality".

However, it is not enough.

It is obviously not enough for an excellent secretary to take care of his private life and handle official business.

He frowned, but after that, he seemed to remember something, with an evil smile on his face: "Come with me."

Is she really a woman willing to play games?

—— Or is it that all she did, including throwing herself into her arms last night, insisting on asking for the 30.00% deposit, and half pushing and half giving just now, was all for his "treating him differently"?

Since she wants the 30.00% advance payment, she has to let him see if she has the ability and is worth the price!

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"Yunlin, where are we going?"

Sitting on the back seat of his car, Mu Qingyu asked with some doubts.

"You'll know when you get there!" Leng Yunlin leaned lazily on the sofa, wrapping his arms around the woman's waist, letting her stick to his chest, with a calculating light shining in his eyes.

"I just want to make some preparations for the upcoming work!" She felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she still couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

"That's it..." The ending sound was drawn long, as if accompanied by a lazy and frivolous aftertaste. Leng Yunlin's slender fingers gently stroked his chin, as if he was thinking.Immediately, his eyes turned and focused on her, without any emotion, as if she was just an experimental object placed on the podium for random observation, and he was just trying to study it.

"Yeah." He nodded, "Your clothes really don't fit—"

What Mu Qingyu was wearing was a white shirt on top, a one-step skirt on the bottom, stockings close to her skin tone, and black high-heeled shoes—a most typical OL outfit, which really stood out from everyone.

Leng Yunlin snapped his fingers lightly: "Yaoyun, first go to the third floor of Rome International, I have to choose clothes for her."

Cheng Yaoyun, who was driving, nodded, his expression was as calm as ever, as if he was used to all this.

Mu Qingyu raised her eyes, looked at him with an evil smile, that ruthless profile, and vaguely felt that this journey would not be smooth, and her heart was gradually sinking.