Evil president, forced love

An Ran's breathing was stagnant, and she regained consciousness in an instant. The red wine dripped down her face from her hair. Before she could react, another glass of red wine was poured over her.

An Ran was completely angry. Killing people was nothing more than nodding their heads. He hated her for killing her directly, so why humiliate her like this.

An Ran vigorously wiped the red wine off her face with her hand, and was about to speak, but was snatched away by Tang Jun, "A glass of ten thousand, the premise is to drink all the wine."

The rhetoric that An Ran was about to blurt out just now stuck in his throat in an instant. A cup of 20, [-] cups is [-]...

But this 20 can change her mother's life!

With a wave of her arm, An Ran waved away Tang Jun's hand holding her shoulder, and said decisively, "You better keep your word."

In order to save my mother, what's the matter with face!

"When did I, Tang Jun, ever break my promise?" Tang Jun sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at her leisurely.

An Ran looked at the remaining ten glasses of red wine, swallowed, grabbed one and poured it into her mouth, one after another, without a moment's pause in between, she didn't even know how many glasses she had drunk.

This time, she really played with her life!

An Ran only felt that her head was becoming more and more dizzy, the things in front of her eyes began to appear double images, her body began to shake, her whole head felt dizzy, and the voices of the people around her seemed to be mixed, the voices were muffled and inaudible.

Blindfolded, she tried her best to look at the coffee table, but after all, she couldn't tell whether there were two glasses of wine or four glasses of wine left, and her outstretched hand always came to nothing.

It seemed that those wine glasses were playing a game with her, and she couldn't catch them no matter what.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grabbing hers, followed by a man's obscene laughter, like Boss Li.

"An Ran, you can't see clearly, let me help you."

An Ran's consciousness began to be confused, she only felt that her hands were tightly held by someone, and she couldn't break free no matter what, as if all the strength in her body had been drained.

"what!"

A painful wail suddenly sounded in An Ran's ear, and the hand that was holding her was released suddenly. She seemed to be relieved, and she fell to the ground in an instant.

"roll!"

She couldn't hear who was talking, but she could feel that the box suddenly fell silent, An Ran lay on the ground, her consciousness became more and more blurred.

Just when she thought she would faint like this, a basin of cold water suddenly poured down from the top of her head covering her head and face, and An Ran immediately regained consciousness a lot.

"Get up." Tang Jun's cold and hateful voice came over.

An Ran raised her head, just in time to see him throwing a basin aside, and then staring at her sullenly.

That's right, this is the real him, a devil crawling out of hell.

An Ran took a deep breath, and stood up with difficulty. Under the influence of alcohol, her body was a little wobbly, and she barely managed to stand still by holding on to the table.

"You left me just to be a wine hostess, scoff!" Tang Jun looked at her contemptuously, his eyes seemed to kill her.

An Ran stubbornly looked back at him, and said word by word, "As long as the money is enough, I don't care what I do."

"Sure enough, it's a **** with eyes open to money. Tang Jun scolded in a low voice, and grabbed An Ran's arm as if to make her look at the coffee table, "There are still two glasses of wine left. "

An Ran understood what he meant, she had to drink all the wine before his words counted, but just as she was reaching for the wine glasses, Tang Jun suddenly waved his hand and swept the two glasses to the ground.

Immediately, the dark red liquid was scattered all over the floor, which was extremely glaring on the white marble floor.