Do You Need Me to Get a Car to Drive You to the Hospital?

Qiao Anxin reached out and slowly ran her fingers up Gong Zeli's thigh, hinting at him.

She leaned towards him as she spoke.

She didn't believe it.

Which man in the world could reject a woman who was so proactive towards him?

Moreover, this woman was rather good-looking.

And she looked like the woman he liked.

Qiao Anxin was sure that Gong Zeli wouldn't push her away this time.

"Ah!"

Just as she was about to lean on Gong Zeli, she suddenly screamed and was kicked to the ground.

Gong Zeli took out his handkerchief and wiped the area she'd touched with disgust. His expression was full of disgust as if his legs were stained with something unbearable.

He didn't even look at Qiao Anxin, whose face was pale from the pain after being kicked to the ground. He turned to the bodyguard beside him and said coldly, "Throw her out. Don't let any random person in. If anyone comes in again, you don't have to stay by my side anymore."