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However, Qi Mansu, who had gained freedom, couldn't even maintain her footing and directly fell onto the ground. She took in a few deep breaths, and after enduring the scorching pain in her chest, she looked at him with a cold smile.

”You …” Seeing Qi Mansu like this, Kuo Minglie clenched his teeth in hatred. He stepped forward and was about to attack, but Qi Mansu stopped his with a cold voice.

Just as his fist was about to land on his own face, Kuo Minglie, who was standing at the side, spoke up coldly: ”Stop, call Doctor Shen. Tell him to go wait for me at home.”

”Is that so?” Qi Mansu forcefully suppressed the fear in her heart, as she tightly clenched her hands that were supporting on the ground. She raised her head and looked at him with a calm expression, and revealed a slight smile: ”Then let's watch, and see who dies first, alright?”

”Hmph.” Kuo Minglie merely snorted coldly, then directly turned around and left.

When Kuo Minglie's figure completely disappeared from the office, Qi Mansu's body that was forcefully holding on finally softened down, and coughed a few times, and then raised his hand to gently touch his neck.

Afraid that Kuo Minglie would come back to look for trouble with his, she forced herself up from the ground, packed his things up a bit, and left, returning home.

When she opened her eyes the next morning, she subconsciously opened her phone to look at the news. As expected, it was all about Kuo Minglie's cheating news, and the comments below were all in the direction of the scum man.

Seeing this, her face revealed a satisfied smile. She got up and went to the washroom, and looking at the bruises on her neck from the mirror, she coldly laughed. ”Kuo Minglie, you have to pay for everything.”

After a simple wash and change of clothes with a high collar, she took a taxi and headed towards the newspaper. Just as she reached the office, the secretary at the front desk called out to her, ”President, last night's office ….”

”I know. Don't worry about anything else, just ask someone to come over and repair the office door.” Without waiting for the secretary to finish speaking, she ordered with a cold expression.

Since the boss had already spoken, Secretary did not dare to continue and hurriedly nodded his head in agreement.

Qi Mansu walked into the office and saw three to five people gathered together, pointing at his messy office and discussing something. However, when they saw him walk in, they quickly shut their mouths, not daring to say another word.

Because the article was published, Qi Mansu was in a good mood, and did not pursue such small matters. Her normally serious face revealed a rare hint of a smile: ”I saw today's newspaper, everyone did well, everyone's prize money will double at the end of the month.”

”Yay …” Just as she finished speaking, everyone in the office started cheering loudly. Qi Mansu seemed to have been infected by the atmosphere and the smile on his face widened.

But just at this time, another group of Black Cloaked Bodyguard s barged in, causing Qi Mansu's heart to tighten, she thought that Kuo Minglie was here again, the smile on her face froze, and her body subconsciously tensed up.

But just as she was preparing, a woman walked out from behind Black Cloaked Bodyguard. She was dressed in a limited edition dress, with her wavy hair hanging down her back, and a gentle smile hung on her exquisite face. She walked over to her gracefully.

”Damn, this is the Star Group's Han Qian!” Since her fiance is cheating, how can she be so calm? ” Without waiting for Qi Mansu to react, he heard the staff beside him discussing softly.

Chapter 7 On Han Qian's White Lotus Attributes

But when Han Qian heard these employees' soft discussion, her expression still remained as beautiful as ever, without the slightest change. She walked to Qi Mansu's side with a gentle smile.

He pulled her hand in a familiar way and sighed: ”Mansu, you're back! Really, why didn't you tell me you were coming back! I haven't even connected it to you yet … ”

But before she could finish speaking, Qi Mansu unrestrainedly shook her hand off, and patted on the wrist that she was holding with disdain: ”If you have something to say, why are you sticking to me whenever you want? I'm not a man. ”

”Mansu …” An unsightly expression flashed past Han Qian's eyes, she gently bit her lips in grievance, and said weakly: ”Manla Su, how can you say that about me?”