Wanted Poster: Entan

Frowning, she hugged the blanket and tiptoed to the other side of the bed.,The bathroom glass door was flung open, revealing a man who had only casually wrapped a towel around his lower half. His lean and muscular physique, rivaling that of a top model, showed not an ounce of excess.,Looking down in frustration, I repeated this man's name eight hundred times, no, I should say I cursed it eight hundred times! "Qin Jin... Chairman of the Qin Group..."。