Song Wei detested him.
With her foot, she flicked his tie that hung lifelessly like a salted fish.
She said, "Look at you, showing up in this state."
Su Minghua finally came back to his senses.
He flirted with her, "Isn't that because I care? Wouldn't I be nervous anywhere if it didn't involve you?"
Over the years, Song Wei and he had gotten along well.
Though she was nearing forty with wealth and status,
finding a suitable man was not easy.
Su Minghua, in various aspects, pleased her quite a bit.
Besides, she wasn't particularly fond of children; having them or not didn't matter to her.
She cared about him to some extent.
She said to him, "It's just an investment in a movie, Bai Muye is only 24, what are you thinking?"
Su Minghua wrapped his arms around her waist.
He admitted his mistake: "My fault."
After some entanglement, Song Wei wanted him.
She pushed him to go take a shower.
Su Minghua was eager to please her, naturally, he pulled out all the stops…
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