Unscientific Love

But Lin Yan'er didn't stop. She was so angry today that she wasn't afraid of anyone coming to cause her trouble.

Even though someone was blocking her way, she walked straight out, looking angry, and no one dared to stop her.

Meanwhile, in the MasoClub office.

The director with long, straight black hair, wearing red high heels, was smoking a small, soft cigarette and watching everything in front of her with a cold smile.

On the computer next to her, there was a monitor showing the handsome couple who had just appeared in the cubicle. At that moment, a strikingly handsome man was taking off his shoes and rubbing his toes.

His face showed pain.

When the young girl in a white cheongsam and skirt in the style of the Republic of China walked up, she exhaled a puff of cigarette from her long, straight black hair and rosy lips and said, "Ling'er, what do you think about letting the handsome guy who won the auction tonight come to the suite to test him out?"

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Chapter 342 Ling'er, close the door and go out.

"Huh? Sister Fei, you never touch men."

The young girl in the white dress in the style of the Republic of China era never expected that Sister Fei would say something like that.

But she knew about the surveillance cameras that Sister Fei had installed. Although she was sitting in her office, the guests who came to the auction were being monitored.

This is truly unprecedented.

"When I asked you if it was okay, I meant I wanted to see your reaction, not that I wanted you to make the decision, understand?"

The executive director, named Sister Fei, with her long, straight black hair reaching her waist, turned her head to reveal a fair, delicate face with light makeup. She wore silver earrings and glanced at the handsome man still sitting in the private room. Then, she pushed her hips, clad in a bodycon skirt, back up on the chair with two "tap, tap" sounds, and her legs, clad in red high heels, were placed on the table. Immediately afterward, a puff of cigarette smoke appeared on the monitor screen.

Looking at the handsome man in the private room—he was so good-looking. If they could win him over, with his ability to possess Tang Yin's original calligraphy, he would definitely add a lot of strength to their masoclub.

As she thought this, the graceful curve of her legs bent into her pencil skirt, especially her red high heels, which seemed to be idly twitching their little feet from time to time.

"I understand! But Sister Fei, they just declined our dinner invitation, saying they had important business to attend to and had to leave."

The black-haired director exhaled the cigarette from between his red lips, giving off a pleasant aroma, like the sweet scent of peaches, rather than any discomfort.

While the girl in the white dress was stunned, Fei Jie's breath sprayed all over her face.

"What do you mean? They refused?"

"Yes. But when Ling'er went in, the lady who came with Mr. Ao got angry and left immediately."

"I know that, but what's the reason?"

"It's unclear at the moment, but after that pretty lady left, Mr. Ao got up to chase after her, but she stepped on his foot and they separated. Mr. Ao is currently rubbing his foot in the private room, and it seems he won't be able to leave anytime soon."

"Ha, very good. The woman beside him is gone. Taking her down will be much easier. Have him come to my office. The reason given is that he needs to be present for the payment."

"Okay, Sister Fei."

The little girl in the white dress, dressed in a style reminiscent of the Republic of China era, quickly complied.

A few minutes later.

With a polite knock on the office door, a sophisticated man entered, wearing what appeared to be an eye mask, a white silk shirt, black trousers, and white shoes.

"It's already 11:40 PM, will the money arrive before midnight?"

The person who arrived was none other than Ao Ye.

After the senior left, Ao Ye sat on the stool and rubbed his toes for a while.

This senior is too ruthless.

Ao Ye had no idea why his senior was suddenly angry, and she wasn't replying to his messages. Was it because his goddess senior was on her period?

He suddenly became so irritable.

But Ao Ye knew perfectly well that his senior had just mentioned the word "tired," which meant that he didn't want to be with her anymore.

Heaven and earth conscience!

Who wouldn't want to spend time intimately with their senior?

Ao Ye only felt alive when he was intimate with his senior.

The scene of me and my senior sharing a bed last night and this morning flashed through my mind, and I felt like I wanted to continue.

"Don't worry, it's almost done."

Just as the girl in the white dress was about to speak, a pair of long, straight black legs in high heels, resting on the desk, glanced at Ao Ye, then looked away.

When Ao Ye looked at her, her gaze fell on him again, sweeping over his chest.

Next was Ao Ye's abdomen.

"Fu~~~~~"

A long puff of sweet, peach-flavored cigarette smoke escaped from her mouth.

Ao Ye smelled a sweet scent in the office.

The woman with long, straight black hair remained silent.

Ao Ye remained silent.

I just wait for the remaining 20 minutes to pass quickly, and for the money to arrive in my bank account soon.

"Mr. Ao, this is your coffee. Please enjoy."

coffee?

As they were talking, Ao Ye turned his head and saw the little girl bring over a white porcelain cup and place it on the coffee table in front of the office sofa. Ao Ye looked at the layout of the office again, and the atmosphere was just like a private room.

In one corner of the wall, there was even a leather whip hanging.

Wow, drinking coffee so late at night, that's obviously keeping people awake.

"No need, I need to go back to sleep later, I won't be able to sleep if I drink coffee."

Ao Ye politely declined.

He felt that his purpose in coming from the cubicle to the office was simple: to make sure he got the money and then leave. He didn't think about anything else.

"Don't worry, this coffee has milk and ice in it, which helps to refresh you. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting so long today."

As he said this, the director with long, straight black hair, who had been sitting with his legs crossed on the desk, began to put his feet down one by one. Without even looking at the girl in the white dress named Ling'er, he stared straight at Ao Ye and said, "Ling'er, close the door and get out."

"Ok."

A humble yet respectful voice accompanied the sound of footsteps quickly leaving and closing the door.

Night, 11:45 PM.

Inside the private office of the executive director of masoclub.

One male and one female.

They lived together as if they were strangers.

"Mr. Ao, I am truly sorry about what happened today. We did not handle it properly. Fortunately, we successfully sold your item tonight. I hope we can continue to cooperate in the future."

As she spoke, the director with long, straight black hair and wearing red high heels picked up her coffee and stirred it with a spoon.

She walked slowly, the quiet "tap, tap" of her high heels echoing as she approached the sofa. She tiptoed, her short skirt billowing in an arc, and sat down firmly on the edge of the sofa, leaving a smooth, rounded indentation.

"Ok, no problem."

Ao Ye gestured towards the coffee.

He lowered his head and took a sip.

After the bitter coffee entered his throat, Ao Ye tasted it and realized it was indeed iced coffee with milk.

Thinking of this, Ao Ye looked up at the figure with long, straight black hair—she was tightly wrapped in a black, glossy dress, which wasn't exactly low-cut.

It's just a slight bulge.

"Negative review."

Ao Ye muttered to himself.

"This long, straight black hair is nowhere near as good as the senior's."

Although smoking added a touch of allure to her demeanor, and her red high heels should be quite attractive to ordinary men, Ao Ye, having seen goddess-like seniors, Bibi, Ling Ye, and the beautiful but yandere teacher, didn't feel much for this black-haired director today.

"Please make the payment as soon as possible."

Ao Ye thought to himself.

But the next moment, as if seeing Ao Ye's somewhat indifferent reaction and expression, he changed his expression.

The director with long, straight black hair got up in her high heels and walked over to Ao Ye. She touched her short skirt with one hand, then sat down with her legs crossed, put her arm around Ao Ye's shoulder, and said to Ao Ye with a sweet breath from her red lips, "No, Mr. Ao, I feel like you're a little reserved here."

That's what they're saying.

The black-haired director reached out her delicate hand and began to remove the lace mask from Ao Ye's face.

Ao Ye shouted, just about to resist, when he let out a cry of "Ah!"

Ao Ye turned his head and saw that the beautiful legs of the black-haired director, which had just been crossed, were now turned upside down, and her face was pressed directly against Ao Ye's stomach!

Chapter 343 The Beauty Trap

"What are you doing???"

When the director with long, straight black hair accidentally fell, a pair of delicate hands quickly caught Ao Ye's legs, and then quickly touched Ao Ye's waist. The smooth fingers touched his skin, but it caused a kind of pain.

Unable to resist, Ao Ye asked a question in return.

The key point is that her lips were still warm and moist.

When Ao Ye looked up, he was shocked to find an embarrassing lipstick stain on his pants.

"You slipped and fell!"

The long, straight black voice suddenly became sweet and coquettish, completely unlike the cold demeanor she had when they first met.

Could she also be a woman with a surprising personality?

The key point is that she even sent the girl in the white dress away, leaving only the two of them alone in the office, a man and a woman.