Chapter 11

　　There were no waiters on the balcony of the reception and they all know how to avoid it. 　　Smith took Xyla to the farthest corner, and Xyla resisted all the way, and Smith was clamped on her waist and led straight inward. 　　"Mr. Smith, you said you wanted to discuss the future cooperation between the company, we specially prepared a contract..." 　　"No, no, no, Miss Lan, let's not talk about this for now." 　　"Mr Smith…?" 　　There was a palpable fear on Xyla's face as she saw the arousal on Mr. Smith's face. He pressed Xyla against the wall and his fatty hands began to fumble restlessly. 　　"No, no, Mr. Smith." 　　"Let me go." 　　His filthy hand had already reached into her skirt, Xyla couldn't bear it anymore and yelled loudly, but no one came. 　　Hearing the distress call, everyone understood clearly what was going on here. 　　Smith's weight of more than 200 kilograms leaned against Xyla presumptuously, which made her br