As soon as Qiao Xia finished speaking, the floor arrived, and she took her leave with composure and grace.
Wang Youting was so angry she bit her teeth hard, even a little girl dared to mock her now.
Qiao Xia had just found her colleagues from the photography team and sat down in the waiting area to discuss work when she suddenly saw her colleague stand up, "President."
His tone was filled with panic.
As Qiao Xia turned around, she saw Mu Liang stride toward her. Involuntarily, she stood up, staring at Mu Liang in astonishment. He grabbed Qiao Xia and dragged her outside, his face cold and his presence exuding a terrifying violence.
He dragged Qiao Xia all the way to the elevator, and when they reached a very secluded spot, he suddenly pushed her against the wall and kissed her lips fiercely.
