Yan Boyu ended the European merger and acquisition negotiations ahead of schedule and flew back to China overnight just to give his wife Lu Shushi a last-minute surprise on her birthday.
After entering the door, the light, shadow and muffled sound leaked out from the crack of the master bedroom door, which instantly froze the corners of his mouth before he could raise them.
He saw that the white and fragile back of Lu Shushi's neck was being clasped tightly by a sharp-jointed hand. The new executive vice president Jiang Shechuan's deep and laughing voice penetrated the crack of the door very clearly and fell into Yan Poru's ears. Every word was poisonous: "... What's the future with your good-for-nothing husband? Huh? What can he give you? Even your father's surgery fee was not approved by me..."
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