Su Mu wanted to die.

If a moment ago, I was still proud of being able to run into a women's private club openly.

So now he is possessed by Xingye.

Once, there were two choices before me, but I chose the wrong one, and I regret it only now.

Don’t underestimate the wife circle.

Don't talk about men living in debauchery.

When women want to spend money, men have nothing to do with them.

Isn’t there enough of all kinds of bloody news?

In order to compete for male models, the wives don't even need to persuade them, they can beat themselves until their heads are bleeding.

Su Mu was surrounded by a group of middle-aged beautiful women, shivering.

Especially the one holding up a candy and insisting on stuffing it into his mouth...!

Too fierce.

Who knows what else she could pull out of her chest.

Looking at the scale, although it is a bit droopy, it is a bit too majestic.

Su Mu felt like he was a little dizzy.

What can he do?

Now, these sisters cannot be offended.

On the one hand, they are well-maintained, and they were all beautiful women when they were young. Now, as MILFs, their charm is still there, and they still look very eye-catching.

On the one hand, these are all walking cash machines.

Little Ye Zi, it’s not impossible for me to sell a little bit of my lust for you.

Mr. Ye was forced to the side and she was so angry that she almost threw the bag in her hand.

Bichi!

A bunch of old Bitchis.

At this moment, a rich male voice yelled:

"Get out of your way, he is mine."

In one sentence, the beautiful middle-aged women burst into laughter.

When Su Mu turned around, his anus tightened tightly and he almost hid behind Mr. Ye.

The rich baritone came over.

Su Mu is very...!

All right.

This must be Mr. Qing that Mr. Ye is going to meet today.

Su Mu didn't mean to be disrespectful at all, but when he saw this person, his ears immediately thought of a song.

This is a magical and majestic... man.

There are many women in the world who look like men, but there are definitely not many like Mr. Qing.

Wearing a suit, he has big shoulders, a round waist, and well-developed chest muscles. Even though he has a big face, his neck is still thick.

If her breasts weren't overly developed, anyone who saw her would definitely recognize her as having the wrong gender.

Looking at this Mr. Qing, Su Mu felt a faint sympathy.

Well, this is a... sadder than sad story.

Mr. Qing walked towards Su Mu with a smile on his face, but deep in his eyes, there was indifference and scrutiny.

Su Mu was surprised again.

This woman is definitely a real businesswoman.

Compared with her, Mr. Ye is probably the difference between a tiger and a kitten.

Even though Mr. Ye holds the title of the number one goddess in Dongyang's business world, that thing is useless.

Just a look, this Mr. Qing showed only two words.

direct.

Su Mu is very good at judging people, and this Mr. Qing is definitely a partner worth working with.

As long as you cooperate, she will definitely not cheat you.

However, as long as you are an opponent, you will definitely die miserably.

Su Mu admires this kind of people very much.

Mr. Ye quickly greeted with a smile:

"Miss Miss."

Mr. Qing smiled and grabbed Mr. Ye's little hand, which made Su Mu's eyelids twitch.

Sister, be gentle, don’t crush my little Ye Zi’s hand with your big fat hands.

The main reason is that this guy feels very unhappy, because he always feels like his own woman is being held in the arms of a tall and thick man in front of him.

Oh, my mother-in-law.

Seeing a hint of embarrassment at the corner of Su Mu's mouth, Mr. Qing smiled slightly and said to Mr. Ye:

"Is this your awesome little man?"

Mr. Ye's face turned slightly red. Although he said nothing, his eyes were full of pride.

Men can indeed become a prop for women to show off sometimes.

Still the biggest one.

Mr. Qing smiled and stretched out his hand to Su Mu:

"Hello, my surname is Qing, Qingsi."

Looking at the big and fat hand in front of him, it looked like he had practiced iron sand palm for five years. Su Mu was considering whether to hold it or not.

This name.

This physique.

Qingsi?

Love?

Your name is too ordinary and not worthy of your identity.

Don't ask why, just ask that they have enough tonnage.

After hesitating for 0.01 second, Su Mu held his opponent's hand.

Still, he held it heavily with both hands, as enthusiastic as a dog licking:

"Mr. Qing, hello, hello. I have admired your name for a long time and it is like thunder in my ears. It's a pity that you are too busy and can't pay me a visit. When I meet you today, I see that Mr. Qing is indeed a hero among women."

Mr. Ye...!

Are you thunderous?

Qing Si found that her arm was almost dislocated by the licking dog in front of her, and she smiled awkwardly:

"It's easy to talk to. You can call me Sister Si."

Su Mu…….

How to break up if you are very depressed?

Brother Zhuo, when did you accept such a disciple?

"Okay, Sister Miss."

Su Mu is also very straightforward.

At this time, it won’t work if you don’t just do it.

Qingsi does things more directly:

"Then let's go to my office."

Qing Si's office was right next to the salon. After entering, she didn't pour tea for Su Mu and Mr. Ye. She sat directly on the executive chair that was one size larger and said with a smile:

"Sister, bring out the things. As long as the price is right and the things are good, for your little man's sake, we can cooperate."

After listening to Qing Si's words, Mr. Ye smiled slightly and said:

"Sister Si, this guy gave me the things. He provided the formula and raw materials. I am not your opponent. Let him talk to you."
To be continued...