Liu Zhizhong knew that Yang Bingbing had some questions, but considering the surveillance outside the President's office, he simply smiled at her and said, "President Yang, I'm taking off now, got other things to handle. I'll get in touch later!"
He left without lingering. He really didn't want Feng Xiaoyue to find out about his relationship with Yang Bingbing—it wouldn't be good. Heh...
Yang Bingbing apparently understood and cordially gave him a polite smile as she escorted him to the door.
Then, Yang Bingbing turned around and went back to the President's office to check on Feng Xiaoyue.
Upon reaching the underground parking lot and getting in his car, Liu Zhizhong texted Yang Bingbing the details so she'd be in the loop.
After sending the message, Liu Zhizhong was about to start the car when he suddenly looked up and noticed that someone was standing in the dimly lit area in front of his car.
And that person was none other than Qin Bo.
"That bastard Kingly, why hasn't he left?" Liu Zhizhong cursed under his breath, but seeing Qin Bo motioning for him to get out of his car, Liu Zhizhong reluctantly collected his emotions, opened the driver's side door, and got out.
No choice, this bastard is ruthless, I'll deal with him tomorrow, but today I still have to play nice.
As Qin Bo watched him get out of the car, a contemptuous, cold sneer escaped him twice. This small fry, heh, if I tell him to get out, he gets out.
Then, Qin Bo spoke indifferently, "Now that's better, aren't you being obedient?"
Liu Zhizhong put on an awkward smile and said, "Mr. Qin, is there something you need?"
Qin Bo was taller than Liu Zhizhong by half a head, his frame was a bit thin, but he had an energetic presence.
He nodded and said, "I don't really need anything, just seeing how long 'L' Mr. will stay upstairs. I didn't expect that—you're not up to par!"
Liu Zhizhong frowned, "What do you mean 'not up to par'?"
He already felt disgusted inside—this damn Kingly grandson really was despicable!
Qin Bo said, "Aren't you and Xiaoyue involved? You finished so quickly and came down?"
Liu Zhizhong's face showed his frustration, clearly distressed, "Mr. Qin, please don't say that, it's not very nice. Xiaoyue and I are clean, let's not add fuel to the fire."
Qin Bo laughed a few cold and disdainful laughs, then lifted up his briefcase and smacked Liu Zhizhong a few times on the shoulder, "Clean, huh? Really clean, right?"
Liu Zhizhong silently clenched his teeth, reaching the limit of his patience, he nodded without saying a word.
"Clean, then why is your chest damp? This wetness..."
Qin Bo glanced down at his chest and shockingly reached out to touch it, exclaiming, "Really firm and shapely, quite elastic too!"
Being groped and praised by another man, as a normal guy, he was covered in goosebumps. The source of thɪs content is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩✶𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚✶𝕟𝕖𝕥
Unexpectedly, Qin Bo then actually licked the hand that had felt up Liu Zhizhong's chest.
This freaking pervert!
Liu Zhizhong was even more horrified and disgusted!
Qin Bo smacked his lips, then spat on the ground before saying, "Salty, huh! Not your sweat, but Feng Xiaoyue's tears! Heh, tell me the truth, did she cry in your arms? Did you take advantage of her?"
Liu Zhizhong was cursing inside, but he couldn't help but say, "Xiaoyue is emotionally stressed, it's quite normal for a woman to cry. Indeed, she did cry in my arms, but I didn't take advantage of her, I didn't say a single word, not a single inappropriate action."
Qin Bo snorted disdainfully a few times, then said, "I doubt you'd dare to do anything inappropriate! From now on, you're just a moneymaking tool for me, keep your distance from my woman, got it?"
Liu Zhizhong was seething with rage inside, wishing he could smash that arrogant, shameless face in with a punch...