The President’s suite was in complete disarray at this mont.
Sitting cross-legged in the booth, Qin Yushu looked at the man between her legs, just like an empress gazing at her subject.
"How is it? Does it taste good?"
Grabbing the man’s hair, Qin Yushu asked with a cold sneer.
"Delicious... really delicious... I love it!"
The muscular young man in his early twenties imdiately showed a flattering smile, but before he finished speaking, a wine bottle shattered against his head.
With a scream, the young man fell into a pool of blood, while Qin Yushu grabbed a few stacks of cash, hurling them at him: "Stop screaming, take the money and get out of my sight!"
"Yes, yes, yes..."
The muscular man, clutching his head, quickly gathered the ten thousand in cash and scurried to the side, only for another young man with stylish glasses to crawl over, eting the sa fate—a shattering bottle and scattered money symbolizing her anger.
"Money really is a wonderful thing!"
Just then, the door to the suite was pushed open, and Lin Fan walked in with a smile, glancing at the twenty or thirty n in the room and the floor littered with broken beer bottles, shaking his head.
"I’ve always thought that n beco bad when they have money, and won have money once they beco bad. But now it seems, won can beco bad with money too. Are you just running wild here?"
"You... what are you doing here!"
The last person Qin Yushu wanted to see right now was probably Lin Fan.
Her body instinctively shivered, turning pale.
"I heard there’s a crazy woman giving out money here, so I ca to see who’s this insane, didn’t expect to run into an old enemy."
Lin Fan rubbed his nose, looking at Qin Yushu with a mischievous smile: "Rember what I said? Every ti I see you, I’ll do you. Didn’t expect us to et again so soon."
"You... don’t ss around... I haven’t been looking for you..."
Qin Yushu, feeling her scalp tingle, looked terrified.
Though she was promiscuous, it didn’t an she could accept being violated, especially such brutal, inhumane violations.
Under this guy, she wasn’t even treated like a person, and her cheeks still burned from it.
"Everyone out, this chick’s mine tonight!"
Lin Fan sneered, waving at the others. The kneeling young n froze, exchanging glances, yet none dared to move because offending Qin Yushu, sister-in-law to County Magistrate Zhao, was akin to courting death in Red Flag County.
"Haven’t had enough beatings, is it? Feeling itchy, get out!"
Lin Fan cursed, and the crowd snapped out of it, scrambling to flee outside in a panic, while Che Laojiu hurried over. Watching the young n leave one after another, curiosity piqued him about what Sister Hong said; he couldn’t believe Lin Fan dared to force himself on Qin Yushu, given her notorious temper.
Curious, he peeked inside through a crack in the door, almost fainting from shock, for he saw Lin Fan slap Qin Yushu onto the couch before tearing at her clothes.
"Keep your eyes wide open and watch, nobody’s allowed to step into this hallway, got it!"
Even Che Laojiu, dense as he might be, dared not watch further, knowing well that sotis being a bystander could cost one’s life.
He personally blocked the hallway with his n, prohibiting anyone from approaching the suite tonight.
Inside the suite, Qin Yushu’s dress was torn to shreds, her bare body completely exposed before Lin Fan.
Semi-reclining on the couch, she could only cover her face, horrified as Lin Fan stripped his pants.
"Don’t... don’t hit anymore... it really hurts!"
Feeling Lin Fan’s grip on her legs, Qin Yushu shielded her face, knowing his slaps were no joke, each one star-inducing.
"When you smashed that bottle over soone’s head, didn’t you think they’d feel pain?"
With a thrust of his hips, the iron pestle broke through the opening ravaged by dozens of n, plunging into the abyss. The sudden fullness made Qin Yushu arch her back, enduring the sowhat violent assault.
"I... I just wanted... to vent... and I paid compensation too..."
Always arrogant, Qin Yushu now felt so aggrieved, letting Lin Fan maul her ample chest, refusing to remove her hands from her face, fearing his unpredictable blow.
"So money makes you special? How much for a slap?"
Lin Fan squinted, violently thrusting into Qin Yushu’s depths, and despite her licentious nature, she couldn’t take such rough treatnt; pain mixed with numbness drove her to a breakdown, saying the most humiliating words of her life for the first ti.
"I’m sorry... I’m sorry... I dare not again... please... don’t do this to ..."
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