The meeting with Zhang Mengyao did not last that long. After talking about all the important stuff, Zhang Mengyao rushed toward Tang Shaoyang's chair and kissed him. It started with an aggressive kiss, and she tore Tang Shaoyang's linen clothes. It was two months ago the last time they had made up, and she could no longer hold back when the man was in front of him.
They started it from the chair, causing the chair to creak from the impact. But the chair from the System was not something that could be broken easily from the weight and their movement. Tang Shaoyang lifted her onto the table from the chair and continued going crazy afterward.
Zhang Menyao's moans filled the meeting room, and amidst that, she managed to say something to Origin. "P-please, lock the door, Origin."