Married to a wealthy family by mistake, the uncle spoiled her

Han Ting knew that he had no right to control her, but there was no way he would let her stay here.

He grabbed her wrist, pressed it against his chest, and sneered, "Since Miss Shang is so desperate for a man, why don't you take me home? After all, I know her well, and at least I won't make her angry."

Shang Aiying's head buzzed and her face felt hot.

Damn man, isn’t it because of him every time she gets an inflammation?

He still has the nerve to say it!

He said angrily: "No need, Mr. Han is too expensive, I can't afford it!"

Han Ting grabbed her soft waist and said, "It's not expensive. If it were you, it would be free."

Shang Aiying: “…”

He choked, but his mind raced: "I don't want anything free! Nothing good comes for free!"

Han Ting: “…”

The fair skin turned purple visibly.

The slender hand around her waist suddenly tightened. "Hasn't Miss Shang already tested whether I'm a good product? Why are you denying it after having tasted it?"

Shang Aiying: “…”

The face is hot, but face is at stake.

"I, I did test it, and it was only after testing that I realized it wasn't a good product!"

Yes, it’s not good stuff!

Can good stuff always make her inflamed?!

Han Ting stared at her coldly, his eyes like sharp blades, wishing he could cut open her heart to see whether his words were sincere or false!

Shang Aiying couldn't stand his aggressive gaze which was as tangible as a substance, so she pushed him away and tried to leave.

Han Ting tightened his grip and held her tightly in his arms.

He lowered his eyes, leaned close to her ear, and said coldly, "It seems that I haven't worked hard enough, which is why Miss Shang is so dissatisfied. I don't like to owe others. Since Miss Shang is not satisfied, then I will deliver it to her door for free until she is satisfied. How about that?"

Shang Aiying's pretty face turned red in an instant, her eyes widened in disbelief!

Wasn't this man always the most gentle and polite among the gentlemen?

How could you say such shameless words!

Han Ting saw that her pretty eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly open, she looked dazed, and her Adam's apple was slightly rolling.

He bent down, picked her up and said, "Silence means consent."

Holding her in his arms, he strode out.

Shang Aiying reacted and struggled, pounding her hands on his chest, angrily saying, "Han Ting, what are you doing! You have no shame!"

Han Ting sneered: "What do I need face for? I just want you to be satisfied!"

Shang Aiying was furious: "I'm not satisfied. Even if you deliver it to me a hundred times, I won't be satisfied!"

The sneer on Han Ting's lips widened: "If you're not satisfied a hundred times, then a thousand times, ten thousand times. Life is so long, I will always be able to do it until you are satisfied."

Shang Aiying was furious.

How come he hadn't realized before that this man was so shameless!

I thought he was polite and courteous in his bones, bah, liar!

Gnashing his teeth, he said, "Put me down! Or I'll call the police!"

Han Ting held her in his arms, walked quickly out of the bar, stuffed her directly into the car, buckled the seat belt around her, and tied her up there.

The door slammed shut.

Shang Aiying felt as if her fist had hit cotton, and she was so angry that she was waving her teeth and waving her claws.

Han Ting went around and got into the driver's seat, closed the door, leaned against the door with one hand, and held the steering wheel with one hand.

Looking at her, he said, "Call the police? Then let's go directly to the police station, so that the police officers don't have to go out on a trip."

Shang Aiying: “…”

She angrily said, "Mr. Han is so considerate of others, he is such a good man!"