C887 His Wife Is the Prettiest

By the time they got back to the hotel, it was 11: 00 p.m.

They took the elevator upstairs together. Because the elevator was closed and narrow, Fu Yunjian smelled the scent of dew on the new secretary's body and took a deep breath. It was quite refreshing.

Fu Yunjian rubbed his eyebrows and said lightly, "You're doing pretty well. Follow me to the company tomorrow."

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