omy expression, looking at Huang Haibo and suppressing his anger: "Director Huang, you need to give me an explanation for this matter! You have to account for your actions toward Minister He!""Yes, ye...Chapter 900: Quite a Nice Touch

"Those were the best years of my life." Along with the sharp light in Qiao Jing's eyes, there was also a glistening hue.

In truth, it had been twelve whole years. This period almost constituted the most vibrant part of any woman's life. Qiao Jing should have let her youth shine brightly and dazzle everyone around her, but instead, she had to endure false accusations from those who claimed to be family members, bear all the blame and slander, bury her resentment deep within herself, and live through such dark times.

"Ms. Jing, you've been through a lot." Wang Zheng handed Qiao Jing a tissue; weak women evoke pity, while strong women earn respect. Of course, seductive women don't fall into either category.

Looking at this woman who had always masked her true self with coquettishness but was actually incredibly resilient inside, Wang Zheng suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu. They shared many similarities: encountering severe setbacks during the most passionate moments of their lives, being utterly exhausted yet never giving up, and persistently looking forward to a brighter future.

Qiao Jing's statement, "Those were the best years of my life," encapsulated so much indignation as well as sorrow. But that was just how life worked; everything couldn't go smoothly all the time. There would be peaks and troughs.

"I can't sleep. Want to grab a drink" Qiao Jing gently wiped her eyes, then reached out with one hand to touch Wang Zheng's face, revealing her true colors as a shameless woman: "Little brother, this isn't a request but an order."

“It’s late at night. Going outside would cause the crime rate in Hong Kong to spike.” A chill ran down Wang Zheng's spine when Qiao Jing made such inappropriate advances; he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Follow me." Qiao Jing paid no heed to any excuses that Wang Zheng might come up with and pulled him along directly.

"Where are we going" Wang Dagan felt increasingly weak as he was dragged along by a stunning older sister in a bathrobe, watching her snow-white thighs sway before him.

"To my room," Qiao Jing replied without turning back.

Wang Zheng staggered, nearly gushing out two streams of blood from his nostrils: "This... this is too sudden, I wasn't prepared mentally."

"I meant to change clothes with me. I don’t want to go back alone," Qiao Jing suddenly turned around; Wang Zheng was walking forward and they bumped into each other!

The two mountain peaks in the front of Qiao Jing's chest pressed right onto Wang Zheng’s, who was already shirtless. He felt a strong surge! The overwhelming sensation made something in him rise up!

Qiao Jing looked down at her squished chest but didn’t move away; instead, she leaned closer to him and smiled as she blew air into his ear: "Looks like you’re mentally prepared to do something with your big sister"

"No, absolutely... not," Wang Zheng said with difficulty, yet he did not retreat. He let Qiao Jing, the female demon, stick closely to him.

"Still denying it." Qiao Jing patted Wang Zheng’s abdominal muscles: "It's pressing against me."

Wang Zheng only then noticed that his certain area had already risen and was perfectly positioned at Qiao Jing’s secret spot; her bathrobe was pushed up to the insides of her thighs. This posture was incredibly ambiguous.

Staying with this succubus really requires extremely strong self-control.

"Why do you need me to accompany you when changing clothes Can't you do it yourself" Wang Zheng's words didn't stop him from moving forward, but he lacked the courage to lift Qiao Jing's bathrobe. At a critical moment, even Mr. Wang can be timid.

Qiao Jing pulled Wang Zheng into her room, turned her back on him, and nonchalantly took off her robe, revealing her beautiful shoulders and back to Wang Zheng.

The robe wasn't empty underneath; she wore a simple top, with smooth and delicate skin. Wang Zheng's breathing immediately quickened! Just by gently reaching out his hand to pull the shoulder strap aside, Wang Zheng would undoubtedly become Hong Kong's happiest man for tonight, without any doubt.

Qiao Jing was wearing hipster pants underneath, which were not as sexy or revealing as thongs, but they perfectly outlined her perfect butt shape. The taut surface made one want to touch it with a finger lightly.

Qiao Jing didn't care at all and wasn't afraid that Wang Zheng would take advantage of her. She took out a short dress from the wardrobe and tied a wide belt around her waist; although simple in style, it was an excellent match.

"Alright." Qiao Jing turned around and gently patted Wang Zheng's face: "Dear little brother, you should also change clothes quickly. Let’s go enjoy Hong Kong's night view."

“Succubus!” Wang Zheng looked at the tent in his pants and felt like crying but couldn't because he was being toyed with by a woman without daring to take action. Was this how a man should act

Thus, Mr. Wang went all out, reaching out and giving Qiao Jing a hearty slap on her butt before running away in embarrassment after admiring the swaying curve.

"Not bad." After Qiao Jing said this, she turned around to look at herself in the mirror with her cheeks slightly flushed: "Little brother, don't tease me like this; I might not be able to handle it."

However, after letting out a light sigh, the flush on Qiao Jing's face gradually faded away: "With you by my side, tomorrow is sure to be very exciting, right I'm kind of impatient already.

"What are you so impatient about" Wang Zheng suddenly spoke up from beside the door!

Qiao Jing was startled: "Didn't I tell you to change clothes How did you get here so quickly"

"I'm done." Wang Zheng, dressed neatly, walked in.

"How did you manage that so fast" It couldn't have taken more than thirty seconds round trip. Could he do magic

“My speed at getting dressed was honed through training, which means the chances of me being caught in bed with someone are virtually non-existent.” Wang Zheng squinted his eyes as he looked at Qiao Jing’s exquisite face in the mirror: “You haven't answered my question yet.”

“No,” Qiao Jing turned her head away, nearly touching noses with Wang Zheng. "I just want you to accompany me and help me take my mind off things; that's all I’m asking for."

"Alright then," Wang Zheng said seriously. “But there’s something I need to tell you.”l. No one understood this better than him.Several times, Wang Zheng even wondered if the mastermind behind everything had carelessly overlooked him or was setting up an even bigger trap. So now, the g...