Chapter 005: Which Devilish Creature

  She slowly walked out, wrapped in a bath towel, her hair also scattered down. Just inside without getting wet, there was water vapor on her body.

  As she walked out, the man was already dressed. A white dress shirt, dark green striped suit pants, and a jacket hung on his wrist.

  She came out with her hair disheveled and her black eyes sparkling.

  "What's your name?" The man adjusted his tie and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

  "I...," she said, "can't say my real name. My name is Camellia."

  "I thought you were called Little Fox?" The man chuckled, his tone ambiguous. "I had someone prepare a set of women's clothes and put them on the bed. This is my business card." He said, walking step by step towards her.

  She subconsciously took a big step back, looking at her with a guarded expression.

  "We've done everything, are you still shy?" He said, holding her bare arm with one hand and putting his business card on her chest.

  Her mind went blank for a moment, and the man seemed to be smiling but not quite. Because of the ring on her chest, a deep groove was squeezed out in front of her chest.

  Then he put his business card on her chest.

  Ahhhhh! She's having another outburst, what kind of demon is this person?!

  "I'll leave first, the room won't be checked out until tomorrow, you can stay another night." As he finished speaking, the man's hand actually pinched her chest, it was very soft, and the touch felt great.

  She stood there like a wooden chicken, watching the man leave, and hearing the door slam shut with a loud bang, it took her a long time to come back to reality.

  Oh my! She's going crazy! But when she looked at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and her flight is at 1 o'clock noon.

  She swept her business card away, tearing it into shreds in a fit of pique, vowing never to see this person again in her lifetime.

  She looked at the pale purple dress on the bed, including the tight-fitting clothes.

  I put it on again, and the size was surprisingly just right.

  Judging from his skills last night, he must be a seasoned veteran.

  As soon as she thought of last night, her heart felt a wave of desolation. Although that layer of membrane may not be very important, it's gone now, and it feels empty.

  But still life has to go on, she will soon return home to pack up her things and head back to her country.

  One month later.

  She wore a black suit, her hair tied back, and wearing black-framed glasses as she followed Manager Fang into the Huan Ya Group building.

  "I thought Miss Mu would be late to report for work!" Manager Fang also pushed his glasses and pressed the elevator button for Mu Wan, "Today, President Wen is back, there's no accident. After meeting him today, you'll officially become a member of our company."

  "Thank you, Manager Fang." Mu Wan stood beside him, smiling slightly.

  "Don't be so polite, just call me Peter." Manager Fang chuckled.

  "Just call me by my name."

  "Alright, Mu Wan." After entering the elevator, Manager Fang pressed the 51st floor.

  "The 51st floor is only for Mr. Wen's office and his secretary, you will also be working on the 51st floor from now on," said Manager Fang.

  "Alright, thank you Manager Fang." She nodded.

  They finally arrived at the 51st floor. The elevator door opened with a "ding". Manager Fang led her over. The secretary from the president's office came forward.

  "Xiao Tang, Miss Mu is here to see Director Wen. An appointment was made earlier."

  "Okay, I'll call Director Wen on the internal line." After finishing speaking, Xiao Tang pressed the internal line phone and said, "Director Wen, Ms. Mu has arrived."

  Xiao Tang responded from the other end and hung up the phone, saying to Mu Wan: "Miss Mu, President Wen invites you in."

  "Alright, thank you." She straightened up and walked towards the door.

  For some reason, when her hand was on the door handle, her heart suddenly skipped a beat and she had a bad premonition.

  She slowly pushed the door and entered, facing a nearly two-meter-long and one-meter-wide office desk. The rumored Wen ~ General was not sitting there, she surged with a wave of doubt.

  "Sit down, Miss Wen!" came a low, husky male voice.

  She was startled and had a bad premonition, as if she had heard this voice somewhere before.