She no longer remembers him at all, and of course she won't remember what grudges he had with her, but he doesn't intend to let her go so easily.
His father, Leng Aotian, is the leader of the d.h organization. d.h is a special organization covering the entire Asia. It is involved in both the underworld and the white industry. It not only has amazing money, but also has an unshakable power in the entire Asia.
authority.
Three years ago, if Weiran's father hadn't shot Leng Aotian, there wouldn't have been such a big turmoil within the d.h organization, and he wouldn't have come to City A alone to develop his career alone.
Thinking of this, Leng Junyi's eyes showed a hint of sinisterness, and the strength in his hands became a little stronger.
"Well..." The sudden pain in her chest made Weiran cry out softly, and her eyes filled with water.
Leng Junyi came back to his senses, but the sinister look in his eyes could not be dissipated for a long time.
"With Master Leng's worth and appearance, what kind of woman doesn't have it? I, Ye Weiran, am just a small business manager. I need money to treat my mother's illness. I can't live without this job. Please do me a favor, Master Leng."
"Wei Ran bit her lip hard, trying to make her voice not sound so shaky.
Wei Ran felt like she was like a tiny ant under Leng Junyi's fingers. He could crush her to death with just a slight move of his fingers, leaving her corpse intact.
"You need money? How about being my lover and I will give you inexhaustible money?" Leng Junyi raised his eyebrows slightly.
Keeping her close and then playing with her slowly seems to be a good revenge method.
"You're dreaming!" Weiran's whole body was trembling uncontrollably because of her anger.
Do self-righteous men think that having money is a great thing? Do they think that having money can buy everything?
"Why, don't you want to? Believe it or not, I can have you now?" Seeing the stubbornness and unyielding look in Wei Ran's eyes, Leng Junyi felt a burst of anger in his heart for no reason.
There were so many women trying to climb into Leng Junyi's bed that he couldn't even count them. Why did she, Ye Weiran, show such a disgusted expression when she saw him? He didn't believe that she could be any more noble than these women?
Leng Junyi's big hand forcefully picked up the woman who still had her face raised stubbornly, and then threw her onto the large desk in front of her.
Weiran only felt a pain in her back, and then she found herself lying on the desk in a humiliating posture, and the tall man had squeezed between her legs.
His slender fingers stroked upward little by little on her white thighs, causing a numb feeling, and Wei Ran's whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Her lips seemed to have been bitten, and there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth. Wei Ran's face was as pale as a piece of paper.
If she had known that things would turn out like this, she would never come to beg this devil or come to his office.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
The man's body had a faint scent of mint, and the two soft lumps on Wei Ran's chest were pressed hard against his iron-hard chest, making it difficult to breathe.
With a "stab" sound, Wei Ran's A-line skirt was completely torn. Leng Junyi grabbed her slender ankle with one hand and pressed one of her sexy legs to the desk.
"Let me go, let go..." Weiran struggled hard, but it had no effect at all. The man's restraint became tighter and tighter.
"I haven't tried it on the desk yet? Do you like it?" He gently leaned over and said in her ear, and his warm breath gave Weiran a shiver.
Seeing the despair in Wei Ran's eyes getting wider, the smile on Leng Junyi's lips deepened, and his big hands gradually opened her panties, and his breathing became a little disordered.
Originally he just wanted to punish her, but he didn't expect that his self-control, which he always boasted of being good, would actually fail on this sexy and voluptuous body.
Seeing that the man's big hand had already reached into her panties and was about to break through her last line of defense, Weiran gritted her teeth and spoke sternly.
"Does Mr. Leng just like to use force like an animal?"
Anyway, things were already so bad that she was not afraid of angering him again. If she kept this tone in her heart, she would never be able to swallow it.
Leng Junyi lowered his head, and the sarcasm at the corner of Wei Ran's mouth pierced deeply into his heart like a thorn.
She dared to call him a beast. She was really courageous.
Leng Junyi's narrow eyes were filled with anger for a moment, but a smile appeared again after a moment.
"Okay, I won't force you, I'm waiting for the day when you take the initiative to climb into my bed." Leng Junyi finally stopped and released her from the confinement under her body.
It was a joke. How could she climb into his bed before she could hide from him?
All the force exerted on his body was withdrawn in an instant, and Weiran slipped to the ground like a decadent rag doll.
The man was still wearing a fine-quality shirt, and after a little tidying up, she looked neat and tidy. But at this time, her shirt was wrinkled, her skirt was torn, and her hair was messy. She was really as embarrassed as she wanted to be.
Weiran fell to the ground and curled up tightly, still not recovering from the shock just now.
Leng Junyi dialed the internal number, and soon a beautiful secretary came in and delivered a piece of women's clothes.
"We will meet again, I believe it won't be long." Leng Junyi threw the clothes on Weiran's body and gave her a meaningful look.
Weiran ignored the ambiguity in his words, hurriedly got dressed and walked out.
Even if she loses her job, she doesn't want to have anything to do with this devil anymore.
After leaving Leng Junyi's office, she was walking forward in a daze. When she passed the stairwell, she suddenly heard someone calling her name.