Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

If it wasn't because he made up his mind to himself, he would never touch her tonight, he would have jumped out of the bathroom just now, dragged her to the bed, ate and wiped her up.

Jasmine was stunned on the bed for a while, then felt the door opened, Huo Ziming walked out slowly, she wanted to ask if he was in good health, but finally decided to keep her mouth shut and not say a word.

Seeing that she had finally become silent, Huo Ziming didn't say anything, and sat on the sofa by himself, sighed slightly, and then lay down.

Soon, there was an even breathing sound.

In fact, he didn't fall asleep, but he really didn't dare to spark any sparks between the two of them.

Just now, in the bathroom, he had managed to cool down his enthusiasm.

Although the fingertips and lips still linger on her taste.

However, he knew very well that this was just a momentary distraction.

They will not have any development.

There is no emotion, only physical communication, such a relationship, he disdains.

Besides, he doesn't plan to have a permanent girlfriend for the time being. His main goal now is to struggle.

All of this tonight, when he walked out of the gate, was completely over.

Goodbye, Su Mo.

Jasmine felt the silence in Huo Ziming's place, and thought that he must have fallen asleep, so she also fell asleep on her own...

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The morning sun shone warmly on Jasmine's face.

She yawned lazily, turned over, and buried her little face in the soft pillow again.

The intoxicating fragrance from the dried flowers in the pillow suddenly reminded her that this is not her dormitory, and her dormitory does not have such a comfortable bed, so here is...

In the blink of an eye, she suddenly remembered everything that happened last night, and suddenly she lost all drowsiness. A carp straightened up and jumped up from the bed!

Looking at the sofa reflexively, the sofa is empty, and a wool blanket that looks very comfortable and high-end is neatly folded, as if the person who once lay there was just a dream.

, Jasmine walked to the sofa with her bare feet, and touched the sofa lightly, it seemed that his warmth still remained on it.

However, he has already left.

Jasmine knew very well that he would never want to see her again.

His confused appearance last night was definitely his biggest taboo and shame.

She must be the memory he least wants to recall...

Sighing and walking back to the bed, she suddenly found a white envelope on the bedside table.

—for her?

An absurd thought suddenly popped up, could it be that she has to pay her?

Last night's... service...

Then she laughed at herself, but she didn't really serve him anything, and Huo Ziming was so generous...

Then see what it is.

Opening the envelope, I found that it turned out to be a piece of watermarked letter paper of the Longlin Group.

There is golden lace on it, very beautiful and noble.

Above are a few lines of fluent English written by hand:

"Dear Mr. Lawrence H., President of LMH Group:

As the vice president of Longlin Group, I would like to recommend to you a newcomer with great potential in the advertising industry.She is a junior student at the Nuremberg Academy of Arts, her nationality is Chinese, her name is Su Mo.

She has rich imagination, flexible thinking, and solid professional skills. If she can be given an internship opportunity and let her enter the lmh company to learn the real advertising process, she will become a very good talent, and she can also give lmh company creates value and achieves a win-win situation.

Thank you very much”