Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover

Before going out, Lucille went to the bathroom to fix her makeup first. Then she pressed the elevator and went directly to the office of Quincy. When his secretary saw Lucille, she said politely, "Miss Lin, Mr. Qin is not in the office now."

Lucille was struck dumb. "Where did he go? Because he and I agreed to have lunch together today, I'm here to ask him what he wants to eat for lunch."

"Well... Sorry, Mr. Qin didn't say anything."

Lucille smiled at the secretary, turned around and left. But her footsteps were much heavier than when she came here just now. She always knew that other people all thought that she was glossy, and she had been working hard to become a person closer to Quincy. However, Quincy and she were always courteous to each other like guests. Now that he had already lost his memory, why did he act like this?

A few days ago, it was the first time that he hadn't come back home all night. She didn't dare to ask where he had gone. It was on the next day that she knew he had been with that girl all night. Thinking of this, Lucille walk

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I met it for the first time, but I didn't see its master."

As she looked at Snowball, Yara's heart beat fast like thunderbolts. Taking the opportunity, Malia held Snowball in her arms. Yara couldn't help but ask, "You actually... You can hold it?"

Snowball nestled in Malia's arms and lazily closed its eyes.

"Malia, I'm sorry. I have something else to do. I... I'm leaving now." Yara didn't want to lose her manner in front of Malia, so she turned around and ran out as fast as she could, as if he was fleeing. Malia shouted at her back, "Manager Qin, your Snowball..."

It was as if Yara didn't hear it at all. She quickened her pace without looking back. Her mind was blank now. All she could think was the scene that Malia held Snowball in her arms just now. How could this be possible?

Malia looked in surprise in the direction in which Yara left. She looked down at Snowball, gently stroked its snow-white fur, and said with a smile, "Your master has left. Why don't you have any reaction?"

Snowball yawned and changed a posture to continue to sleep.