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Gong Ying's deep eyes tightly locked onto her anxious little face, and his thick eyebrows knitted together slightly. His pair of bright and intelligent big eyes, actually couldn't be refused.

"If you want to get this job, you have to work hard." Gong Ying still despised her. In his eyes, she was a woman that would do anything for money.

Qin An Nuan nodded, "I will!"

"Read it until I'm satisfied." Gong Ying sat down coldly, staring at her like an old man.

Qin An Nuan took a deep breath, she knew that he was going to throw caution to the wind.

She picked up the novel and recited the lines with a bit of emotion. This time, she was indeed able to recite it vividly. At the very least, she was able to feel the pain of lovesick.

"Wait!" Gong Ying cut her off and laughed coldly: "Don't you think that such a plot is a little less interesting?"

Qin An Nuan was startled, and found it hard to understand.

"Eight Moans!" Gong Ying immediately said the two words, causing his entire body to tremble.

However, in order to get this job, Qin An Nuan really did not care about all these. Her hymen membrane had already been inspected in front of him anyway, so no matter how embarrassing he was, it would not count.

Qin An Nuan increased his breathing, and started to recite from the first paragraph, to a location where it sounded better than before. She could not help but pinch his thigh, and released a few cries of pain.

Gong Ying's cold eyes glazed over. Even though her cries were stiff and intentional, it was hard to tell why, but he unexpectedly reacted a little.

"Do you think that's how a woman screams in bed?" Gong Ying was still very dissatisfied. If a man were to hear her cry out, would he be able to take it?

Qin An Nuan's small face was already flushed red, she was a little speechless: "I've never experienced this kind of thing, how would I know?"

"Are you implying that you want some experience?" The corner of Gong Ying's lips rose, looking extremely devilish and charming.

Qin An Nuan jumped in shock and immediately waved his hand. "No, that's not what I meant, I just hoped that you would let me off."

How could this even be considered a job application? He was playing with her like a monkey. She didn't believe that her father would ask for such a thing.

Gong Ying saw that she had been frightened to the point that her face paled, and didn't take another step forward as he coldly said: "Enough, you are strong enough to pass."

Hearing that, Qin An Nuan's face became happy, and he immediately said gratefully: "Thank you, Mister, thank you."

Seeing her fawning expression, Gong Ying was evidently very polite, and his mood immediately became stuffy.

"Let's go downstairs to eat." He stood up and threw himself out. Qin An Nuan took a deep breath, put down the novel, and followed him downstairs.

Coincidentally, the dishes on the table were already prepared, Lin Yi was instructing the servant to prepare the tableware.

At the large dining table, only the two of them were eating. The atmosphere was very depressing.

Qin An Nuan chewed on a mouthful of food. Seeing that Gong Ying did not seem to be interested in food, and had not eaten much, he unexpectedly had some sympathy for him.

Even though he looked unreachable, if she hadn't approached him, she wouldn't have expected his life to be so dull.

In this house, there did not seem to be any traces of a mistress. Qin An Nuan could not help but feel that it was strange, a man with such an influential identity like Gong Ying probably had a group of women.

Why did he have a look of abstinence? It was as if he didn't need a woman at all in his life except to work.

Heavens, could it be that he had some sort of hidden disease, or was it that his character was abnormal?

If so, how many women would be hurt?

Out of the corner of his eyes, Gong Ying discovered that this woman had been biting her chopsticks as she sized him up.

"What are you staring at me for?" Gong Ying really didn't like being sized up like that.

Worse, he saw pity in her eyes.

Who needs pity? Him?

Why should this woman pity him?

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