When she raised her head, his face was already close at hand.
Half a finger away, the strong smell of smoke made her want to vomit.
His voice was so shallow and so cold: "My conditions? Aren't you asking knowingly?"
Lin Qianqian punched the man's chest with her fist, trying to push him away who was smelling of cigarette smoke. At this moment, she wished she could stay away from him.
But no matter how hard she struggled and pushed, she was ultimately no match for the man's strength and ferocity.
He clearly did it on purpose.
I knew she hated the smell of cigarettes, but I deliberately got so close to her after smoking.
He was bullying her, embarrassing and humiliating her.
The study was dark, and through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the bright moonlight filled the room with silvery white.
The two figures standing close together look particularly beautiful in this silvery white.
The man grabbed her arm forcefully and held it extra hard. He looked at her struggling coldly: "What's wrong? Don't you want to?"
After that, he threw her on the sofa next to her.
Lin Qianqian was thrown dizzy and was about to scold him for being crazy. The next second, the tall figure of the man pressed down.
One hand was on the back of the sofa, and the other hand was holding her arm again, looking down from above.
He has always been a powerful and terrifying jackal who likes to play with others.
Without hesitation, his handsome face fell.
"No, let's talk first." Lin Qianqian shouted urgently, turning her face away and pressing her hands against his chest.
The distance between faces is frozen like this.
Seeing this, the man frowned and stared hard at her face with a pair of brown eyes like a jackal.
Many times, he didn't like hearing her talk.
Because listening to it will only make him furious.
"What's there to talk about?" he said impatiently.
"Shang, Lin's shop." She refused to give in, holding on to her heavy body and keeping a considerable distance.
Men are naturally stronger than women, especially a man with a strong physique like Yan Mubei, whose strength is much greater than that of ordinary men.
With her little strength, how could she be his opponent?
In just two or three moves, he grabbed her resisting hands with his backhand and subdued Lin Qianqian so that she could not resist.
He wasn't in a hurry at this time, he just laughed coldly, examining her facial expression as if she were watching a good show.
There is nothing in this world that he cannot obtain.
Including her.
He saw the woman who was struggling in vain staring at him angrily, with a white face that was rosy, and her teeth were itching with hatred.
The man held her shoulder with his left hand and watched the anger and helplessness on her face.
Just like a wolf in the prairie, it holds the dying prey under its paws and enjoys it slowly.
He had been spying on this woman for a long time.
It took three months and a cost of 100 million to finally deliver it to her door.
The smile on Yan Mubei's face deepened, his cold eyes darkened, and his other hand stretched out to her lapel, with obvious intentions.
Shocked by the man's dangerous move, Lin Qianqian's face suddenly turned pale. She protected her chest with her hands and her eyes were stubborn: "This can't be done. Let's talk about Lin's shop first."
"You." The man's movements suddenly stopped and his eyes were cold: "If you want me to let your father go, that's okay; if you want me to return the shop, that's okay. I have only one condition."
——It’s you!!
He leaned down to look at her condescendingly, bullying her with this arrogant attitude.
He was wearing a bathrobe, neat and handsome, and he was talking and laughing happily.
In comparison, she was so frightened and frightened that she was even vulnerable.