She counted silently, one, two, three...
The man on top of her collapsed directly into her neck.
She curved her lips into a smile, then pushed the man away.
Huangfu Jianchen fell onto the carpet, already unconscious.
She stood up and kicked his trousers with her snow-white feet, "Hey, Huangfu Jianchen, wake up."
The man didn't respond.
She wiped her mouth carelessly, idiot, her lips were drugged.
The cell phone was in his pocket, she bent down to take it out and then found Mi Yao's number, sending a text message directly.
...
President Mansion.
"Miss, I'm sorry, you can't just enter here, do you have an invitation?"
"I do," a soft, pleasing voice responded, and then a fair small hand handed over a golden invitation, "I'm here at Ruo Ling's request."
The guard glanced at the woman in front of him; she was really, truly beautiful, embarrassingly so, "Miss, please come in."
"Thank you." Mi Yao took back the invitation and entered the President Mansion.
