When Qin Anan thought of this, it seemed as if someone had strangled her neck.

The dizzy feeling of suffocation came, making her dizzy.

How could he be Mr. Z?!

Mr. Z transferred five million to her and wanted to invest in Qin's Group. How could Fu Shiting be so kind to her?

But if he wasn't Mr. Z, why would he be here?

When her brain was in chaos, his wheelchair, his dark shirt, and his cold white skin that was different from ordinary people all reminded her that the person in front of her could not be someone else except Fu Shiting.

She gasped and subconsciously stepped back.

But the private room door was closed at some point.

"Leave without saying hello?" Fu Shiting looked at her panicked look and opened her thin lips lightly, "What are you doing in such a place?"

Qin Anan raised his hand and tweaked the long hair in his ears, forcibly calmed down: "I...I'll come to have dinner with a few classmates."

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“This is a place to drink.”

"Oh..." Qin Anan looked at the private room. The private room was very large and decorated in a luxurious manner, but she seemed to be in hell, anxious, "I, I seem to have gone to the wrong place, I went to find my classmate."

"Qin Anan." His voice came word by word, coldness came, "Will you be so angry about what I said to you in the morning?"

Qin Anan: "I remember, but I don't have to regard your words as my criterion for doing things."

What happened last time is vivid in my mind.

She obviously didn't drink with others, but he said she dressed like a soccer and drank with others.

Her answer made him frown.

He knew that she was different from other women. She had her own opinions and was not afraid of power. The important thing was that no matter how severe he warned her, she would not keep his words in mind.

It's equivalent to not taking him seriously.

He picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

Qin Anan took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Fu Shiting, why are you here? Didn't you say you'll go to the old house for dinner tonight?"

She wanted to ask, this private room was booked by Mr. Z, why are you here?

Or, Fu Shiting, are you Mr. Z?

But she didn't dare to be so direct.

Because she couldn't guess what his answer would be.

If he was Mr. Z, how would he talk about the next business?

If he is not Mr. Z, how can she fulfill the lies she told him in the morning?

"Come here and drink with me." He raised his blood-red eyes and ordered her.

She frowned.

What does he mean?

"I can't drink, I told you." Qin Anan couldn't see through his eyes or his heart. She just wanted to leave here, "You drink, I'll leave first!"

She wanted to open the door, but found that it seemed that someone had locked from outside.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the door.

"What's going on? Fu Shiting! Please let me out!" Her cheeks flushed and she accused him.

"I asked you to drink with me. Do you not understand or pretend not to understand?" His eyes were coercive and his tone was even more ruthless.

Qin An'an's back was startled and his ankles were slightly weak.

If she could drink, she would bite the bullet and drink with him.

But she can't drink it now!

Even if he strangled her neck, she couldn't.

The door was blocked and she couldn't get out.

She could only walk towards him.

She wanted to reconcile with him.

"I lied to you in the morning," she walked up to him, lowered her eyes and explained to him, "I have something to do tonight, but it's not a school thing. I made an appointment with someone tonight last week. He said he was interested in investing in my dad's company."

"Who?" He lifted his eyelids and looked at her flushed face for a long time.

"I don't know his name."

"I don't even know the name, how dare you come?"

"The vice president came with me."

"Where is the vice president?"

"It's blocked." She took a deep breath and looked at him with moist eyes, "Fu Shiting, I'm no longer a child. Even if I'm your wife, I have my own social and space, and you have no right to interfere with me."

While she was talking, he raised his glass and took another sip.

She was a little distracted as he watched his sexy Adam's apple roll up and down.

He wouldn't get drunk if he drinks like this?

If you get drunk, how can you go home tonight?

Just as she was distracted, her arm was grabbed by his big palm.

When she realized the pain, her body had been pulled over by him.

She was thrown on the sofa like weightlessness. Although the sofa was soft, she was still angry.

What did he treat her as?

When he fiddled with the toys at will?!

Can't she have her own thoughts and behaviors?

She bit her lip and wanted to get out of the sofa.

Since he refused to reconcile with her, then break up!

Just as she was about to get up, she glanced at a tall figure from the corner of her eyes, which suddenly covered all the light in front of her.

He got up!

He... stood up from his wheelchair!

Qin Anan looked at him in a daze, his mind suddenly blank.

She forgot to get angry, forgot to get up, and forgot what she was going to do next.

Her lips squirmed for a moment, trying to say something, but she didn't say anything.

The next second, his body came over and pressed her under him.

"If a man asks a woman to come to a place like this, he will definitely let her drink. If you don't drink, what are you doing?!" Fu Shiting's slender fingers tightly pinched her chin.

Her red lips were forced to open slightly.

His other hand, holding a goblet, shaking the liquid in the cup gently.

Fear occupied all her sanity.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to resist, but her body was tightly suppressed by him and she couldn't move.

"Qin Anan, if a strange man asks you, you dare to come... If you don't suffer a little, you won't have a memory." He poured the wine from the wine glass into her mouth.

Qin Anan's hands held his arm and wanted to lift him up, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not shake him.

He was obviously cured of a long illness, but he was so powerful that he was scary.

The scene of him standing up from a wheelchair suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was taller and more terrifying than she thought.

The bright red liquid was poured into her mouth, and she didn't swallow it, but the bitter smell of alcohol made her cough suddenly.

She felt like she was about to drown.

When a person is desperate, his body will instinctively seek help.

She grabbed his collar in panic.

Because the tearing was too hard, the buttons of his shirt were pulled off.

With a crisp "bang", the buttons rolled to the ground.

His chest was chilling.

He looked at her little face that was red in pain, his heart was tightly clenched, and suddenly felt soft.

He let go of her chin.

She immediately turned her head and spit out all the red wine in her mouth.

"Fu Shiting, I hate you!" She cried and held her hands tightly.
Chapter completed!