"You're so nice!"
Ma Xiaoyan enthusiastically pressed her lips on Xu Qianli's cheek.
She knew very well that with her beauty, being in the political arena, she would eventually end up with a powerful man.
She had once wondered who that man would be.
Previously, she guessed it would most likely be a man in his forties or fifties, someone who could be her father, as only men of that age had sufficient power.
It's like her best friend, who at a young age, had already followed a man over fifty. At the age of blooming youth, her vibrant body had been pressed onto the bed countless times by that old man in exchange for gaining a foothold at her workplace, climbing step by step.
Unexpectedly, she ended up with such a young and handsome man as Xu Qianli.
