The man was abruptly slapped by Lin Qian, instantly infuriated, his scarred face flashing with viciousness.
He grabbed Lin Qian by the throat, his eyes brimming with menace.
"Bitch! Or else what? Dare to hit me? Do you know who I am? Since you’re in my hands, I advise you... ah..."
Before he could finish, Lin Qian pulled a spray can from her bag and sprayed it straight at the man.
The man felt an intense burning pain on his face and in his eyes, and he immediately released Lin Qian, clutching his eyes and howling in pain.
Lin Qian breathed heavily, feeling increasingly dizzy and nearly losing herself to the internal heat.
She fiercely pinched her own leg, struggling to stay conscious, and staggered towards the door.
Behind her came the man’s furious curse, "Little bitch, asking for death! Is there anyone there, are you all dead!"
The bodyguards outside vaguely heard the noise and just opened the door when they were sprayed by Lin Qian’s spray can.
Caught off guard, they quickly retreated.
Lin Qian seized the opportunity and dashed forward.
"Stop."
A cold voice from the bodyguard came from behind, Lin Qian desperately ran forward, not daring to slow down.
After turning a corner, there were only two or three private rooms, and there was no way out at the end.
This must be the most luxurious VIP area in Meili.
What to do?
She couldn’t run back with pursuers behind her.
Lin Qian gasped for air and without hesitation pushed open the door to the first private room.
A figure seemed to flash by; before Lin Qian could react, she had fallen into a man’s arms.
Yin Moran was just about to leave when he hadn’t expected someone to burst in and recklessly bump into him.
A flicker of annoyance crossed his eyes, and just as he was about to push away the intruder, he paused slightly upon seeing the woman’s flushed face.
Lin Qian?
How is she here?
Was this a coincidence or was she deliberately following him?
Hadn’t he encountered this woman too many times these days?
"You..."
"Don’t talk."
Lin Qian also recognized Yin Moran and quickly raised her hand to his lips, pricking up her ears to listen to the noises outside.
Yin Moran’s eyes shifted slightly, observing the unease flickering in the woman’s big eyes.
The scent of alcohol from her filled his nostrils, and the softness of her chest brushed against his as she breathed.
A faint ambiguity raised the temperature between them.
Yin Moran’s sexy Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his eyes darkening.
Footsteps approached from outside, the door handle moved, and it seemed that someone was about to force entry.
Lin Qian was startled, lifting her watery eyes towards Yin Moran in a panic.
Was she in trouble?
Yin Moran’s expression turned cold, and he turned swiftly, pressing her against the wall. Just as the door opened, he pushed Lin Qian’s head into his chest.
"Who is it? Dare to intrude into Yin Moran’s room?"
His cold voice carried a commanding authority.
"Sorry... sorry for disturbing Mr. Yin."
The leading bodyguard, hearing Yin Moran’s name, immediately looked terrified and hastily retreated.
The room returned to silence, Lin Qian’s head buried in the man’s embrace, her face flushed, feeling a fiery restlessness about to explode within her.
Feeling as though the danger had passed, her thoughts gradually stilled, leaving only a primal craving.
The man’s scent was intoxicating, carrying a hint of sweet mint, making her unable to resist tasting it.
Lifting her misty eyes, Lin Qian swallowed, suddenly cupped Yin Moran’s face, and tiptoed to deliver her kiss.
The sudden kiss made Yin Moran’s breath hitch.
The surge of emotion involuntarily made him tighten his embrace around the woman.
The woman writhed restlessly in his arms, her kissing technique raw and reckless.
Her delicate hands pulled at his jacket impatiently.
Yin Moran winced uncomfortably as someone’s teeth knocked against him, turning his head to dodge her kiss.
Her body temperature was high, abnormally so.
Had she been drugged?
"I feel awful, you’re so cold, can you not move away?"
Lin Qian’s senses were hardly clear, feeling only that the man before her emitted an irresistible allure, making her want to get closer and closer to him.
Her voice was tender, slightly crying, exuding an unwitting charm that tempted wrongdoing.
Yin Moran caught her restless hands, his gaze intently fixed on her flushed face, and it took him great effort to restrain the roaring desire within him.
He didn’t dislike her but scorned the idea of taking advantage of a woman controlled by drugs.
He wasn’t that despicable.
After a deep exhale, he embraced the restless woman, kicked open the bathroom door, and threw her into the bathtub.
He turned on the faucet, letting the cold water rush over her body.
"Ah!"
The sudden cold made Lin Qian shudder.
She wiped the cold water from her face, her blurry eyes regaining some clarity as she blankly stared up at the man towering over her.
"Mr... Mr. Yin?"
"Are you awake now?"
Yin Moran’s magnetic voice sounded, his gaze lingering on Lin Qian’s soaked figure.
The white chiffon shirt clung to her body, outlining her exquisite figure.
Her thin undergarments were clearly visible, wrapping around her snowy peaks in a beautiful shape that made one’s blood surge.
Yin Moran felt his blood inexplicably boil, rushing in one direction.
"You... what are you staring at? Pervert!"
Noticing Yin Moran’s gaze, Lin Qian blushed, wrapping her arms around herself and shrinking further into the water.
Yin Moran came to his senses, his dark eyes intently staring at Lin Qian’s flushed face, his lips curving into a wicked smirk.
"So, who was it that burst into my room and threw herself at me? If I’m a pervert, what does that make your actions?"
Lin Qian: "..."
Alright, she had to thank him for his big help.
The heat on her body diminished slightly, but the restlessness in her heart lingered.
Lin Qian swallowed, sneaking glances at Yin Moran’s handsome face and said, shamelessly, "Thank you just now. I... I still feel terrible, can you be a good person through and through and get me some medicine?"
He was indeed a gentleman, not taking advantage of someone in peril.
Her impression of him seemed to improve.
Yin Moran slightly raised an eyebrow, looking at Lin Qian with a half-smiling gaze.
"Lin Qian, there aren’t many people in this world who can order me around."
Lin Qian: "..."
Indeed!
He was so noble!
Normally only people eager to please him would, likely besides his daughter, rarely ask him to do anything.
Fortunately, she had thick-skinned over the years.
Lin Qian gave Yin Moran a flattering smile, "Mr. Yin, you’re a good person."
"Ha!"
Yin Moran stared at that ingratiating smile, couldn’t help but scoff.
If not because Candy liked her, he probably would have thrown this audacious woman out.
He turned around, took out his phone, and made a call.
"Li, bring me some antidote... not for me... quit the chatter, hurry up."
Watching the tall figure of the man disappear at the bathroom entrance, hearing his phone call, Lin Qian breathed a big sigh of relief.
Thank goodness, she had dodged a bullet.
Flashes of the recent events passed through her mind.
Thinking that her biological father almost sold her, Lin Qian hugged her arms tightly, a hint of pain flashing through her eyes.
She really didn’t want to admit having such a cold-blooded and heartless father.
And her children, where were they?