Madame, Congratulations on Your Promotion!

Chi Xiaoyu's head began to swell as the effect of the alcohol kicked in.

An icy-cold male voice with an alluring magnetism resonated.

"Girl, did you enjoy smashing my car?"

She tilted her head to gaze up at the voice's owner.

This man was like the King of the Netherworld in the dark of night.

His tall stature blocked all the light from the street lamp, dominantly enveloping her in shadow. His dark eyes emitted a frosty chill.

The dim street lamp light faintly shone on his face, half of it submerged in shadow, while the other half was shockingly handsome.

After a long while, her sluggish brain finally registered that this man was really handsome.

In the past, she had thought Bo Xuan was the most handsome man in the world.

At this moment, Bo Xuan had been reduced to nothing in front of this man.

"Please have mercy, boss. We really don't know this girl. We just noticed she was pretty and tried to hit on her. The debt has its debtor, and she smashed your car, so let her pay for it. It's nothing to do with us!" The three thugs, forced down on their knees by the black-clothed uniformed bodyguards, frantically knocked their heads on the ground begging for mercy.

Gong Beiming's dark eyes were shadowy, and his voice was stern, "Take them to the police station!"

"Yes, President!"

The bodyguards responded uniformly, covering the heads of the three thugs with black bags, tying them up, and pushing them into the car.

"President, what about her?" Butler Shi pointed at Chi Xiaoyu.

Gong Beiming turned around, his deep, profound eyes looking over.

Chi Xiaoyu still had her hands around the brick.

Her black hair was loosely tied into a bun, and on her little face, like a red apple, were a pair of clear, large eyes brimming with moisture.

Her petite body was dressed in overalls, a white chiffon blouse… and below, a pair of bare white feet.

Those soft and tender little feet made him feel a warmth in his chest, his breathing becoming erratic.

A very tempting little thing, he seemed to have not felt this way in a long time.

Feeling his intense gaze, the little white feet shuffled back, squeezing together.

Gong Beiming slightly curved his sensuous thin lips, interesting!

"Sir, thank you for helping me out. I'm so sorry for damaging your car, this… to compensate you!"

Chi Xiaoyu staggered over to Gong Beiming, rummaging through her bag, and after a while, she pulled out a little red piggy wallet and stuffed it into his chest.

She then lost her balance and stumbled into his arms, her wallet's mouth gaping open, and the coins inside clattered to the ground.

Gong Beiming's handsome face turned even more forbidding. Was this scattering of one and two yuan coins an insult to his intelligence?

Gong Beiming initially had his hands in his suit pants pockets. Chi Xiaoyu, with her soft and delicate body, was sliding down against him,

and just as she was about to fall, he still reached out his arms to hold her.

"Young Master, your meeting is about to start. Shall I let the other bodyguards take her home first?" Butler Shi was still seeking Gong Beiming's opinion.

Gong Beiming lowered his eyes, and the darling in his arms was already fast asleep, tightly held, he found himself reluctant to let go.