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Now Secretary Liang really felt like he was suffering from torture.

Should he call the Madam or the Boss to report this?

But how should he say it when he calls?

He could not say that Young Master had been gay by a gay man…

In contrast to the imaginative Secretary Liang, Feng Shang on the other side of the game felt like he was the saddest person in the entire world.

Therefore, when her elder brother knocked and entered, she did not even hide her laptop. He looked very vulnerable with a sad face.

Manager Feng thought that his game money was depleted and instantly replenished his account with 3000 yuan. He asked, "Enough?"

"No, it's not about the money!" Feng Shang stuttered. He felt that today's matter was sad.

Feng Yi raised his eyebrows. “Then what is it?”

Feng Shang wanted to tell his elder brother that he knew Spade Z. But come to think of it, if his elder brother knew about this, he would instantly know that he went to the inner selection that day, so he decided to shake his head and say nothing.

But Feng Yi was the one who wanted to spill some news to his younger brother. “I, your brother, will be busy later. I don't know what went into CEO Qin, but he canceled the acceptance of all inner choices. He will invite those who want to join to compete in the game contest. I need to re-plan everything, so there will be no more clubbing for me any time soon. Why does my great god always make things difficult like this?

"I don't know." In fact, Feng Shang knew. He thought that Almighty Qin was doing this to seek justice for his idol.

So his idol was actually kidnapped by the Almighty Qin?

Fu Jiu had absolutely no idea that someone had decided to keep him. He casually used his left hand to dry his silver hair with a towel. He walked out of the bathroom like that, with the tip of his hair still wet. Water dripped onto her lips, and her skin was so bright, smooth, and watery—transparent like porcelain and jade. From his nose to his jaw, all of his faces were perfect; they were so clean that anyone wanted to see again.

The young man still had a lollipop in his mouth, and he slowly walked over to Qin Mo.

His lazy appearance was like a demon priest in a cartoon. So handsome!

After taking a shower, the young man looked different and more eye-catching.

With a piece of eye candy in the room, Qin Mo could not focus on his work anymore, and he simply closed all the files, putting aside his laptop. He looked up and met the young man's eyes, before extending his right hand. "Give me your towel."

Fu Jiu did not want to reject this god at such a crucial moment. After all, she was wearing pajamas; she needed to protect herself well, so she threw the towel at the man.

Qin Mo flicked the water from the back of his hand and said in an indifferent tone, "Let your head down."

Fu Jiu raised the corner of his mouth. The Almighty wants to dry his hair?

Perfect, it was uncomfortable for him to do that himself. Let the Almighty do it, it saves him from the trouble of revealing his true self by getting himself wet and perhaps showing something.

With this thought, Fu Jiu inched closer like a cute baby.

Qin Mo looked at the fine hair in front of him. He raised his right hand. He cannot be said to be very gentle. After all, the Almighty still thought that he should treat his younger brother like a man, and he didn't need to be so gentle with a man.

But, even so, the profile still looks beautiful and attractive, like frost and snow are still genuine. A simple curl from his mouth brought an endless sense of pleasure ...