She dyed her hair light red, with big wavy hair, hanging casually on her shoulders. She held a bag in one hand and a cake box in the other, standing tall.
At nineteen years old, she has the youthfulness of a girl and the maturity of a woman. The temptation between the two is stronger.
Yan Mubei's eyes were stagnant, locked on her body, and his throat was dry: "Ahem, what do you want from me?"
After saying this, he secretly cursed himself for being spineless for actually saying such polite words.
The woman in front of him was Lin Qianqian, who had hurt him severely that morning.
A bad woman who made him gnash his teeth.
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In the most prosperous area of City C, there is a towering commercial building with every inch of land, full of luxury and perfection.
It integrates catering, entertainment and accommodation, and those who can spend money here are either rich or expensive.
The Lin family has two floors of small shops here, with a total of 36 units, and the annual rent reaches more than 10 million yuan.
The arteries and foundation of the entire Lin family enterprise are here. You can imagine how important it is to the Lin family, which has a great business.
If these thirty-six small shops disappear, 70% of the Lin family's source of income will disappear.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian sighed and focused her eyes on the man in front of her again.
He has a lazy and uninhibited posture and a hard and stern face. He is sitting in an office chair, his hands are placed on the table, and a burning cigarette is dangling from the corner of his mouth.
Wisps of smoke blurred his delicate and beautiful facial features, making it difficult to tell whether he was in good or bad mood at the moment.
He is a businessman, but there is no composure or restraint in him. Instead, he is surrounded by a wild and evil aura.
It is rumored that Yan Mubei is a member of the underworld. He has squeezed his way into the upper class by fighting and killing, and his assets have reached hundreds of billions in just a few years.
Except for Lin's shops, everything else in this Yan's building has been acquired by him.
That's right, the shop that was mortgaged to the bank is now on the floor under her feet.
Lin Qianqian stepped forward, placed the cookie box in her hand lightly on the table, smiled, and spoke in the gentlest tone: "Mu Bei, I just baked cookies and brought them to you to taste."
As she spoke, like a graceful and considerate wife, she opened the printed cookie box to reveal cookies with a strong butter flavor.
The cookies are exquisite, just like cookies from a major brand.
Lin Qianqian picked one up and reached out to the man opposite, with an impeccable and perfect smile on her face.
Before coming, she deliberately tidied herself up, including her skirt and hair, trying to avoid any blind spots.
Didn't this guy say he likes her clean appearance?
She purposely didn't even put on lipstick and went bare-faced.
Lin Qianqian is under twenty years old. She was born with baby fat on her face and a pointed chin. Her smile is very sweet and cute.
She looks innocent and harmless, has beautiful features, and is well-dressed. I believe that any man who sees her will not be able to help but look at her again and again, unable to take his eyes away.
Yan Mubei reached out to take out the cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. The smoke slid towards her like a snake.
It wrapped around her beautiful green fingers and finally floated to her face.
Lin Qianqian's face remained unchanged and she quietly held her breath until the layer of white smoke gradually disappeared.
Humph, want to piss her off?
no way.
She reluctantly handed over her hand, blinked softly, and complained: "You are so annoying. You can just say if you don't want to eat. Why don't you say anything."