At this moment, Huangfu Qing did not care at all if Tang Wanzhuang and Cui Yuanyang thought of her as a maid warming a bed.0

How well the Fire Serpent of Yi and the Fire Pig of Shi get along is none of their business, especially when he’s walking a path that makes even my heart beat fast.0

She turned her head and kissed him passionately, whispering, “Do you want… me?”1

As she spoke, she took his hand and placed it on her chest, where her heart was pounding. “Are we really just focusing on business? We are a man and a woman, alone in a room…”0

Zhao Changhe was stunned, his hands tingling, and for a moment, he did not know how to respond.0

You were just hitting me, and now this? The change is too quick…0

“Isn’t it a bit inappropriate to do it here…” Zhao Changhe asked in slight embarrassment. “You, you came here on official business, right? Shall we talk about the Yang Clan?”0

“All you talk about is business. Isn’t this more enjoyable? Why is it inappropriate here? Is it because they’re next door? If they have the guts, then let them come and see, let it drive them mad.”0

“…No, this is Yang Clan....0