it matter As long as he wanted, he could make Jian Tong even more pathetic. What was there to fear He had already been in jail. So just break the pot and smash it.Perhaps... perhaps he found her bene...No one expected Xiao Heng to suddenly ask that.

For a moment, even the air seemed to thicken. At least, Qin Mumu's every hair stood on end with tension.

"Um Jian Tong, is she right"

Yes, or no, one word, or two.

Simply part your lips.

Jian Tong clearly felt Qin Mumumu's terrified and anxious gaze.

Raising her head slowly, she looked at Xiao Heng, slowly opening her mouth, a gentle curve of her lips forming a smile: "Of course."

Qin Mumu's clothes behind her were soaked with sweat, the whole person was like riding a roller coaster... This feeling, she probably wouldn't want to experience it again in her life.

Complexly glanced at Jian Tong, that woman, yet made her feel intangible pressure, and even more severe insult.

Perhaps Qin Mumumu didn't realize that the more she looked down on Jian Tong, and the more Jian Tong's performance exceeded her expectations, the more distorted her heart became.

She was saved by the Jian Tong she looked down upon.

This is like an 180 IQ genius being taught a lesson by an idiot. She would only feel more anger, rather than gratitude.

"Mr. Xiao, if there's nothing else, I'll get back to work." Jian Tong didn't want to be involved with this somewhat frivolous playboy, not just because of Qin Mumu, but also because, now, she was only left with this shell.

Jian Tong turned and left. Xiao Heng watched Jian Tong's figure disappear before looking back at Qin Mumumu, a sneer flashing in his eyes... He didn't believe a single word that woman named Qin Mumumu said.

Don't they think that young Master Xiao is just a frivolous playboy who doesn't have any brains

"Will you be busy next"

Qin Mumumu was astonished, was Young Master Xiao concerned about her

"No, not busy today." It is busy, and it must be not busy.

Qin Mumumu nervously clenched her fists, could Young Master Xiao be planning to...

She was looking forward to it.

Xiao Heng's almost transparent thin lips curled up, and he said meaningfully, "It's good that you're not busy." Then, with his hands in his pockets, he walked over Qin Mumumu and left calmly.

Qin Mumumu was left confused... What did that mean

Suddenly, I asked her if she was busy. As a result, after asking one question, he left

Xiao Gongzi, what do you mean by that

Qin Mumumu felt like there were ten thousand ants crawling inside her, itching unbearably. She could only grit her teeth and bear it, busy with work. But today, she couldn't focus on work at all.

Qin Mumumu, your room is on the sixth floor, box 603.

The foreman handed the fruit tray in his hand to Qin Mumumu: "Work hard."

"Huh Manager, shouldn't Room 603 be Annie's responsibility today"

The foreman glanced at Qin Mumumu: "Someone assigned you to go, hurry up. Don't dawdle."

“Oh… Oh oh.”

……

603 Private Room

Xiao Heng raised a glass of red wine and toasted the several middle-aged men on the sofa with a smile: "Mr. Du, just have fun today, I'll buy the drinks."

After finishing his drink in one gulp, he put down the cup and said, “I still have some things to attend to here. My grandfather is waiting for me at home. Mr. Du, and the other gentlemen, continue to enjoy yourselves.”

"Later, Mr. Du saw that door, right"

Xiao Heng pointed to the door of the private room: "Later, a beautiful young woman will come in through this door. This girl is quite interesting. She's quite fascinating towards the few bosses here. As for me, Xiao Heng, I won't keep her a secret," he said with a suggestive smile toward General Du, and then lightly bumped his arm:

"Do you understand, Mr. Du"

"Understood, understood, understood." Du Zong seemed elegant, wearing a pair of glasses and possessing the demeanor of a middle-aged gentleman. He appeared to have excellent manners. It was this kind of person who, at that moment, smiled knowingly in response to Xiao Heng's ambiguous smile:

"No wonder people say that Young Master Xiao is a rare gem, it's truly not an exaggeration."

"Mr. Du has a bit of a Cantonese accent when he speaks," Xiao Heng said to him, gesturing towards him. "Mr. Du, and the other esteemed bosses, allow me to apologize to you all. There's something urgent at home, so I must take my leave."

As Xiao Heng left, he pointedly said to Du Zong, "Du Zong, rest assured, here you can let loose and have fun. In a while, I'll have someone bring the props over. I even personally picked out an interesting girl for Du Zong. Don't disappoint my good intentions."

"Mr. Xiao, you're too kind."

Xiao Heng turned and walked out of the private room, striding towards the shadows. He leaned against the wall, pulled out a cigarette, stuffed it into his thin lips, *click*, ignited it, wisps of white smoke rose, he glanced at the graceful beauty who appeared at the entrance of the private room. A cold arc curved on his thin lips, his deep eyes were indifferent, watching the beauty enter the private room, entering... hell.

Qin Mumu put down the fruit tray and prepared to leave. She was just a waitress, not a VIP in the private room. But she didn't notice that today's VIP wasn't in this private room at all.

Mr. Du stopped Qin Mumumu and asked, "What's your name"

Qin Mumu was suddenly asked her name. Although she was a little nervous, she still replied, "My name is Qin Mumu."

"Qin Mumumu, what a nice name."

"Come, sit here." Mr. Du beckoned.

Qin Mumumu suddenly felt deeply insulted: "Sir, I'm just a 'waitress'!"

She emphasized the word "waitress" deliberately, hoping this guest would understand that she wasn't a companion for drinking. But Mr. Du and several other bosses in the private room had already formed an opinion. Before Xiao Heng mentioned Qin Mumumu, they had assumed something about her. The moment Qin Mumumu stepped through the door of that private room, these men subconsciously perceived her as an "interesting" woman.

"Interesting," can have different meanings.

Director Du didn't see Qin Mumu's struggle, thinking she was playing hard to get. He wasn't angry, and smiled kindly: "Sit down. Whether you're a 'waitress' or anything else, working at Dong Huang requires following company regulations, even if you're just a cleaner."

That was a well-spoken retort. It neither humiliated Qin Mumumu nor made light of the situation. Qin Mumumu could only grit her teeth and swallow her anger: "I'm really just a 'server'. I don't accompany drinkers."

Little did she know, upon hearing this, General Du and the other bosses of similar age on the sofa looked at each other and smiled. However, Qin Mumumu felt that there was something else behind their smiles.

“I didn’t ask you to drink with us. The drinks are on us. It’s not good for a young lady like you to drink.” Mr. Du said kindly. A bald middle-aged man beside him chimed in, babbling a string of words, and then the two people accompanying him also started chattering away. Then they saw this bespectacled, scholarly-looking middle-aged man talking to them in their native language, seemingly discussing something. Afterwards, he spoke a few words in Cantonese to his bodyguard.

Qin Mumu then suddenly realized that the bespectacled, scholarly middle-aged man was a businessman from Hong Kong, and those few men who were chattering away were Japanese businessmen.

A Hong Kong businessman came to the East Emperor with three Japanese businessmen

Even Qin Mumu, who wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, knew this situation called for a quick exit. She was about to leave when Du smiled and said, "Why would we let Miss Qin Mumu leave so soon Someone highly recommended Miss Qin, saying she's an interesting person."

"A-Biao, look after Miss Qin," he said, his voice suddenly turning cold. with hers. She wanted to scream, but the man ignored her, occasionally calling out a few words.Gradually, throughout the process of having her hair styled, the person behind her kept muttering things...