He touched his burning cheek and said coldly with a sullen face: "This slap must be repaid in the way I like."
After he finished speaking, he pinched her wrist tightly and dragged her towards the hall.
Because Yu Guantao was waiting around, he stood up anxiously and wanted to find Yu Nianen. Unexpectedly, when he looked up, he saw her being dragged to the center of the restaurant by Rong Beiming.
He recognized Rong Beiming, moved forward slowly, and then returned to his seat.
"Mr. Li...this matter..."
Li Hua also saw what happened in front of him. He really didn't dare to fight for a woman with Rong Beiming. But he felt suffocated, so he stared at Yu Guantao fiercely without saying a word.
"Who wanted to buy this woman just now?" Rong Beiming pulled Yu Nianen's wrist hard, and his handsome face looked evil and coquettish under the light of the crystal chandelier.
The guests and waiters in the restaurant all looked at them, and their gazes held various profound meanings.
"Let me go and I'll apologize! If you hit me, I'll let you hit me." Yu Nianen said in a low voice. She felt like a clown exposed in the sun.
Those eyes are fearful, contemptuous, disdainful, sympathetic, disgusting...
They are all like sharp arrows that pierce the heart.
Because she knew that those fears were because of this man. Even her uncle and Mr. Li stayed in their seats with a sullen expression and said nothing. What else could she expect?
Since you can't get rid of it anymore, then just give it a try.
"One million per night." She turned to glare at him and said through gritted teeth.
"Okay! I'll buy you for seven days for seven million. If you serve me well, I can give you more."
Yu Nianen felt like he was going crazy selling his body in such a public way and asking for such a flamboyant price.
Although only they could hear the conversation between them, it was enough to shatter Yu Nianen's remaining self-esteem.
Rong Beiming looked around proudly, snorted softly in his nose, and dragged her out of the restaurant.
As soon as we reached the hotel entrance, the sharp-eyed parking attendant had already gone to the parking lot to pick up the car.
Another one hurried over to please him and said, "Master Rong, are you having fun?"
"Happy, didn't you see? There's still more fun to do when we get back." Rong Beiming's tone was full of ridicule, and his eyes held an indescribable ambiguity.
Yu Nianen lowered his head, avoiding the parking attendant's malicious eyes.