Ye Jiaqi's emotions were a little out of control.

It was okay not to mention Zhuo Yuanhang, but when he did, her whole body boiled.

Emotions are like reaching a boiling point and will explode anytime and anywhere.

"Do you like him?" Zhuo Zhendong suddenly smiled, his eyes under the spectacles carrying a searching meaning, "Give up, I know his character better than anyone else. He has suffered a lot with his mother since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to do it at all.

If you trust anyone, you will not like anyone. He is just an emotionless machine, wearing an elegant and gentle coat, but without a heart, do you understand?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Ye Jiaqi didn't believe it, of course he didn't, "You are the one who has no heart! How many people have you let down?"

"Innocent." Zhuo Zhendong looked at Ye Jiaqi with disdain, "My son is really amazing. He spent a lot of effort to cultivate a chess piece just to send it to me, but I still did this. He is very successful.

It took advantage of my weakness and leverage, leaving me with no chance to fight back. My son's move was like pulling the trigger on the fire."

This man's voice carries the vicissitudes and depth of time, and there is a somewhat incomprehensible look in his eyes.

"I won't follow you. I don't want money, I don't want a company, I don't want anything."

"I said, I am the master."

Zhuo Zhendong's hand stroking her long hair stopped, and his fingers reached towards the buttons of her shirt.

His face was as calm as ever, but his pupils were still shining, as if he was very excited.

After all, after so many years...

At this moment, the shadow of the person he liked kept dazzling in front of his eyes, that pure, quiet, and beautiful girl.

More than twenty years.

Her figure overlapped with that of Ye Jiaqi in front of him, which made him even more excited. All the lust and love in his bones were aroused, like a volcano, spewing out.

This superimposed excitement made him completely lose himself.

He never thought that more than twenty years later, he would still see a woman like her.

His eyes were full of control.

He unbuttoned Ye Jiaqi's shirt.

Ye Jiaqi pushed him hard, but he was suppressing him and couldn't resist!

"Help! Help! Help me! Don't touch me!" Ye Jiaqi started shouting loudly, his face and voice changed! He was so scared!

She was too scared. Zhuo Zhendong was different from other men. He was a rational middle-aged man who knew what he wanted.

And she, as he said, was his prey.

As long as he wants it, she can't run away!

It was too quiet in the private room, and her voice sounded loud! Her hoarseness was filled with fear, panic, and fright.

Her body was shaking.

However, the more scared she is, the more she can arouse a man's desire to conquer.

Zhuo Zhendong's obsession with that girl was an obsession that he had been unable to obtain for more than 20 years. Ye Jiaqi clearly felt that Zhuo Zhendong would definitely win her over.

Sure enough, Zhuo Zhendong pressed down on her body and restrained her with force, his face gloomy.

"I said, don't resist. Resistance will not do you any good. I asked in Chicago that your husband died and left a posthumous son. I advise you that it is better to follow me than anyone else.
Chapter completed!