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"Come here, lift her up for me. I want to see what kind of guts she has!"
In the dark corner, two men resembling bodyguards approached, their cold, emotionless eyes scanning Shen Qingyou's face before one on each side grabbed her arms and brought her in front of the furious man.
"Oh, turns out she's not bad looking at all. But why do I feel like she looks a bit familiar?"
Old Qin stared with bloodshot eyes, brazenly sizing up Shen Qingyou's figure beneath her short skirt, and even went so far as to touch her two ample breasts.
In the past year, without the hindrance of Qing Cang, his business empire had quickly expanded. Now, he was the leader in the entire military industry; if he was second, no one dared to claim first. After enduring for so many years, he could finally hold his head high. Who would have thought that the lofty Qing Young Master could be destroyed by just a photograph?
Thinking of this, Old Qin couldn't help but pour the amber liquid from the coffee table down his throat. It felt satisfying—truly exhilarating!
Now, he had plenty of money. How dare this woman give him attitude? In a fit of rage, he splashed a glass of cold liquid onto Shen Qingyou's face. In the dim light, the liquid flowed over her fair skin, sensual and alluring.
"Stop it! Stop it..."
Beside them, Kisaragi rushed forward. Shen Qingyou gave her a sorrowful smile, signaling her not to approach and provoke this volatile man further.
"Smack!"
A loud slap landed on Shen Qingyou's face, causing blood to trickle from the corner of her mouth. Drops of blood fell onto the crimson floor, and before it could dry, Old Qin raised his hand again: "Make a note of this!"
Here, there was an unwritten rule: as long as a guest was unhappy, they could make any woman take a hit. The price varied from one hundred to five hundred; so as long as you had money, you could buy anything here!
Shen Qingyou silently endured, but what she did not expect was that Kisaragi lunged at her again without a second thought, like a mother hen protecting her chicks. Unfortunately, what she faced was not an ordinary character, but a pack of wolves in human skin.
"I am Old Qin, have you vented your anger yet? Do you want me to teach you a move?"
In the corner of the room, the orange flames flickered like a bright torch, casting a dim light that illuminated the darkness and revealed a pair of cold, ruthless eyes.
His voice was deep and clear, as if he were accustomed to standing above others and issuing commands, laced with mockery and sarcasm. He stood up and slowly walked towards Shen Qingyou...
Shen Qingyou did not realize that night would be one of the darkest moments of her life. She never imagined that she would encounter Yuan Mufang again in such circumstances...
When Yuan Mufang's disdainful gaze swept over her, her heart turned icy. She felt powerless to resist anything, as if she were being held underwater. The air was thick with the smell of smoke, alcohol, and a man's anger, overwhelming her like a mountain pressing down, nearly suffocating her...
However, it was evident that in such dim lighting, Yuan Mufang did not recognize her. Shen Qingyou couldn't help but sneer inwardly; in just a year, he had become so spirited?
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