“Yes, BOSS!” Lu Feng approached expressionlessly, waving his hand, “Take them all away.”
The rich second generations screamed in terror, some even tried to resist, but they were firmly pinned to the ground one by one.
Hebe hadn’t expected Mu Anran to have such a powerful backer.
Just as she was attempting to sneak away in the confusion, she was abruptly blocked by Shen Muchen, who had been guarding the door, with a kick.
Hebe looked up in terror, “No, no, it’s not my fault.”
Shen Muchen’s smile seemed harmless, his eight bright teeth shining, but his eyes were filled with fierce ruthlessness, “Well, I just inquired, someone said it was you who brought her here.
So, congratulations, you can’t escape either.”
Watching Zhu Dachang being dragged out like a dead fish, Hebe collapsed to the ground, her face full of despair.
***
Mu Anran was tossed into the Maybach by Yu Lingqian, who had a cold expression on his face.
He drove sullenly, and when Mu Anran sleepily reached her little hand over, he jerked the steering wheel and pressed the gas pedal to the floor.
“Umm…”
Mu Anran was jolted uncomfortably, twisting her body constantly, trying to shake off the heat enveloping her.
Only when she had managed to push aside the tailored suit on her body did she manage to catch a breath.
Through the rearview mirror, Yu Lingqian could see her exposed tiny waist and a long stretch of her fair legs.
The malice in his eyes intensified.
With a sudden brake, the Maybach stopped in the underground parking lot of the Hilton Hotel.
It was room 1888 again.
After entering the room, Yu Lingqian tossed Mu Anran onto the bed with distaste.
She had just been frightened and had drunk too much.
The fall made her head throb unbearably.
But as painful as the headache was, it was nothing compared to the raging fire within her body.
Yu Lingqian watched her struggle, the air pressure around him dropping to an extreme.
He reached out and grabbed her chin, “Woman, you really are as stupid as it gets.”
Mu Anran was forced to lift her head, the handsome face that appeared before her eyes already blurring.
She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, “Help me…
I feel so awful…”
Thinking of where she had just been, considering she might have said the same to others, Yu Lingqian’s face became so cold it almost dripped water.
If Shen Muchen hadn’t been at the Night Club, if he hadn’t seen her, would she not have…?
Thinking of the possible consequences, Yu Lingqian was filled with violence.
“Help you?
Sure!”
With a cruel smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, he scooped her up in his arms and strode into the bathroom.
The next moment, cold water rained down on her from above, and she was drenched once again in a semi-conscious state.
Mu Anran’s eyes reddened with grievance.
She panicked and stepped back, “Why did you bring me here?
What do you want to do?”
Yu Lingqian looked at her coldly, his gaze deep as the Cold Pond, “Are you sober now?”
She wasn’t!
But she had no rational answer because her body was so hot that she felt she was about to be scorched dry.
“See clearly, who am I?” Yu Lingqian approached step by step, Mu Anran had no escape and had to lean against the cold wall.
She looked at him with wide, frightened eyes, “You, who are you?”
She moved closer, cupping the man’s face.
How similar he looked to the man who had taken her first time that day?
What was his name again?
Mu Anran sadly realized: the man who had slept with her once, teased her, and saved her, she didn’t even know his name.
Until, the softly pressed lips grudgingly uttered three words, “Yu Lingqian.”
Mu Anran was stunned, “Huh?”
“My name.”