He was startled, looking at An Jing in front of him, and became inexplicably angry. He took a step forward, grabbed An Jing directly, slapped her, and cursed angrily: "Bitch, you have no shame for me."
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I have seen many women like you. Don’t think that just because you are pretty, you can show off your face in front of me. I’m telling you, it’s your blessing that I like you.
This young master has seen too many women like An Jing, and she is not a rich lady from the upper class. What kind of pretense is there to follow Feng Chengjun to such an occasion, isn't it just for money?
Chapter 28: Feng Haotian, save me (4)
I have plenty of money and can afford it to you.
You bitch, you'd better show some sense to me and don't offend me. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you and don't give you any color, and you open a dyeing room.
Today, I, the young master, insist on choosing you..."
This bitch has shamelessly squeezed herself into the entertainment industry. Now, does she still want to be a bitch and have to build a memorial arch?
When Jing Jing heard this, she subconsciously became frightened when she saw Young Master Ling in front of her. She couldn't help but screamed: "Let me go, let me go, help, help..."
At this moment, Jing Jing knew that she had offended a playboy from the upper class who looked like an unreasonable lunatic. This kind of person was the most difficult to deal with because of his self-righteousness.
If he really wanted to do something to her in the bathroom, she really had no choice.
So, she couldn't help shouting loudly for help.
Just as she shouted for help, Master Ling immediately covered her mouth and dragged her inside, even losing one of her shoes.
Pulling like this, An Qing's skirt was about to be torn off.
His entire body, including his underwear and pants, was exposed, and his hair was a little messy.
He looked very embarrassed.
However, it looks even more tempting.
The more you fight, the more attractive it becomes.
At this moment, Young Master Ling looked like he was determined to be quiet, and there was no way she could escape.
Mr. Ling dragged An Jing directly to the innermost bathroom, then closed the door with his hands and locked the door. Looking at An Jing's appearance, he became even more lustful.