Slaps

In the small conference room next to the president's office in the Leung Group, Justin had been waiting for ten minutes. During these ten minutes, he raised his hand to look at his wristwatch uneasily from time to time. "Justin, you came here too early..." Jenny reminded him out of good intentions. Unexpectedly, as soon as Justin heard that, he refuted, "What? I didn't. I..." Jenny looked at him with a blank look. Was he too sensitive? Was he tortured by the pressure of the Sterling family? "Ahem... ahem..." Justin realized that he had lost his composure and cleared his throat before saying, "Have you prepared the drinks? We don't want coffee. Miss Violet likes sweet ones." Of course, he still remembered Anne's taste. Although her appearance had changed a little, her taste should never have changed. Anne was like a child, particularly fond of sweet food and not afraid of teeth decay. He did not approve of that, but he still had to consider for her. "Really? I'll ask them to change." "H