"Let her come up."
Jiang Jiao was self-proclaimed to be the future mistress of the Yan family. However, Yan Shaochen had never given her any promises or recognition, so people here would not give her an exclusive certificate.
Jiang Jiao was wearing a 10-centimeter high-heeled shoe and her wavy hair. She walked slowly, attracting the attention of many men, but Yan Shaochen was not included.
"Shaochen, it's too difficult to see you. You even want to inform me."
Jiang Jiao's hands were propping herself up on the office table, revealing most of her glamor. The perfume smell on her body filled every corner of the room, even the office.
"It's all the company's rule. You should know it very well. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Yan Shaochen meant that he refused to drive a directway
