Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Shangjing Hotel, the most luxurious hotel in Beijing.

He Yanlang took Lin Qinghuan directly to the hotel's presidential suite via the VIP elevator.

Compared to the simple style of his apartment, the presidential suite is luxuriously and magnificently decorated, with a study, conference room, sauna room and tea room.

As soon as he entered the room, he pushed Lin Qinghuan against the door and gave her a deep kiss until Lin Qinghuan was out of breath and her lips were swollen.

"Do you like Luo Zhouran?" He half-narrowed his eyes, which exuded a dangerous aura.

Her chest heaved violently and she shook her head.

"Does it hurt if I hit him?"

Lin Qinghuan still shook her head. He Yanlang pulled her arm with more force, causing a slight pain.

"If I don't feel bad, then why are you so mean to me?"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, and after a long while, he uttered, "You are being unreasonable."

Being unreasonable? That's what Lin Qinghuan could say.

His cold fingertips moved along Lin Qinghuan's delicate cheeks. He lifted Lin Qinghuan's chin and asked, "Were you willing to do that with him in Luo Yuming's office last time?"

Lin Qinghuan looked up, and He Yanlang brought up what happened last time again.

She certainly didn't do it willingly.

His chin was lifted again, but he didn't feel threatened. It was just that the way she protected Luo Zhouran today made him unconsciously think of the scene that day again.

Suddenly, his blood vessels started to boil, veins on his hands were throbbing, and a hint of impatience appeared on his calm face. "Answer me properly!"

Her heart beat even faster, and the oppressive feeling he brought made Lin Qinghuan feel creepy for no reason.

After a brief hesitation, Lin Qinghuan chose to protect Luo Zhouran. Her voice was very low, or perhaps not low, as she said lightly, "Yes."

interesting.

Almost instantly, He Yanlang's anger was ignited, and he increased the strength of his hands. Lin Qinghuan frowned uncomfortably, but only for a moment, and he suppressed his emotions again.

Maybe it was natural, his tone always sounded cold and indifferent to Lin Qinghuan, without a trace of emotion, even though his words were hard to hear, "Are you kidding me? You don't like him, but you still go to him? How come I didn't know you were so good at playing?"

Did she have to force him like this to be happy?

Lin Qinghuan raised her eyes and met his deep eyes. The faint scent of his perfume lingered on them. Under his extremely superior appearance, he hid a vicious mind.

"He Yanlang, what do I owe you that you have to treat me like this?"

What did he owe her? Why should he control everything about her?

He wants to control who you interact with and what you do. What right does he have to do that?

He Yanlang was so angry that he laughed again. His scarlet eyes reflected the stubborn girl beside him. A tear fell from her right eye. She was not brave, but she dared to irritate him.

He used his fingers to wipe away Lin Qinghuan's tears in annoyance.

He can always appear calm and composed on the outside while being turbulent inside.

She volunteered to sleep with someone, but her fickleness is hard to tell. How come I didn't notice it before?

"What do you owe me?" He murmured again, remembering the bet he made with Lin Qinghuan out of boredom last time. He knew that this was a naked insult to Lin Qinghuan, but she was the one who provoked him first.

"Have you forgotten that you lost the bet last time? Now you are my lover. While I am still interested in you, why don't you try to let him touch you?"

Irritated! The hand that was pinching Lin Qinghuan's chin still didn't dare to use force. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was angry.

lover?

Who the hell would care about that boring bet? They just agreed to it casually, but the man in front of them seemed to have wanted her to be his lover from the beginning, to be one of the fish in his many fish ponds.

nausea!

She blushed and sneered at him, "Am I mentally ill or are you mentally ill? You want to get something for free with a silly bet. Lover? This thing will die in the light. Did you get me anything? Money?"

"You mean you'll do it if I pay you?"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless. That was not what she meant. She looked at the man with tears in her eyes and nodded stubbornly, "Yes."

"How many?"

"One hundred million."

“Are you worth it?”

In an instant, her tears began to fall in big drops.

He Yanlang is really good at humiliating people.

He let go of Lin Qinghuan's chin, pinched her hands and raised them above her head, pressing down, "Don't you understand? It's only about whether I want to or not, not whether you are willing or not. Lin Qinghuan, I have plenty of ways to deal with you, who cares whether you are willing or not, I can easily make you submit!"

Luo Zhouran, you will never see him again in this life. He is just a beginning. If you dare to get close to any man or like any man in the future, you will not end well! "

Ha ha.

Lin Qinghuan responded to his cold gaze, provoking him and sarcastically saying, "If you mind me having sex with other men so much, then why didn't you take action against those bastards who kidnapped and raped me? In the final analysis, you are just a bully who only cares about the weak and fears the strong."

He bullies the weak and fears the strong?

It's so funny. There is no word "fear" in He Yanlang's dictionary.

He Yanlang shot back with disdain, "I'm just not as stupid as you guys. You know it's impossible but you still want to do it. You know you don't have the strength but you still want to pretend to be ready to die. Why bother?"

He would only make the most perfect and accurate decision. If he wanted to take down an enemy, he would do it thoroughly, leaving not even a trace of residue or a chance of revival for the enemy.

How could Lin Qinghuan understand? She was just a pure and foolish college student who had not yet entered society.

I always feel that if a person makes a mistake, he will be punished, and he deserves to be punished. This world is not black and white.

"You should be thankful that I slept with you. In the future, I can protect you and you can do whatever you want."

She couldn't argue with He Yanlang and was left speechless by him.

Her hands were a little tired from being raised, so she lowered her eyes and looked down. There was no point in arguing, "My hands are tired."

After all, she was just an object of brief interest to He Yanlang, and it was not worth He Yanlang's risk for her. All those messy words were just excuses.

Of course, Lin Qinghuan had long since given up expecting He Yanlang to do anything for her in this matter.

She was tired of raising her hands, but He Yanlang didn't put them down, his dark eyes still fixed on Lin Qinghuan, "Okay, last question, why did you let him touch you?"

She sighed, put away her sharpness, and turned into a pitiful-looking little white rabbit. Tears were crystal clear in the corners of her eyes. She said word by word, "A noble person like you must not be able to accept a woman who has slept with others. Having sex with him can get rid of you."

So, I humiliate myself like this just to get rid of him.

"You're not the one who's courting death."

Lin Qinghuan nodded, "Well, you are right."

He Yanlang let go of her hand.

Lin Qinghuan rubbed his hands. There were some red marks and a little numbness on both wrists.

He Yanlang said calmly, "Go in and take a shower. We'll continue to settle this account on the bed later!"