When Qin Anan thought of this, it felt like someone was strangling her neck.

A dizzying feeling of suffocation came over her, making her dizzy.

How could he be Mr. Z?!

Mr. Z transferred 5 million to her and wanted to invest in the Qin Group. How could Fu Shiting be so kind to her?

But if he is not Mr. Z, why is he here?

When her mind was in confusion, his wheelchair, his dark shirt, and his unusually cold white skin all reminded her that the person in front of her could not be anyone other than Fu Shiting.

She gasped and subconsciously stepped back.

But the door to the private room was closed at some point.

"Leaving without saying hello?" Fu Shiting looked at her panic and opened his thin lips lightly, "What are you doing in a place like this?"

Qin An'an raised her hand and brushed the long hair beside her ears, forcing herself to calm down: "I... I came over for dinner with a few classmates."

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"This is a place to drink."

"Oh..." Qin An'an looked around the private room. The private room was very large and luxuriously decorated, but she felt like she was in hell, panicking, "I, I seem to have gone to the wrong place. I'll go look for it."

I am a classmate."

"Qin An'an." His voice sounded cold and cold word by word, "Did you turn a deaf ear to what I told you this morning?"

Qin Anan: "I remember, but I don't have to take your words as the guideline for what I do."

What happened last time is still vivid in my mind.

She obviously didn't drink with others, but he said that she dressed like a social butterfly and drank with others.

Her answer made him frown.

He knew that she was different from other women. She had her own opinions and was not afraid of power. The important thing was that no matter how harshly he warned her, she would never take his words to heart.

It's the same as not taking him seriously.

He picked up a glass of wine and took a sip.

Qin Anan took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Fu Shiting, why are you here? Didn't you say you were going to the old house for dinner tonight?"

She wanted to ask, this private room was reserved by Mr. Z, why are you here.

Or, Fu Shiting, are you Mr. Z?

But she didn't dare to be so direct.

Because she couldn't guess what his answer would be.

If he is Mr. Z, how will we discuss the next official business?

If he is not Mr. Z, how can the lie she told him that morning be fulfilled?

"Come here and drink with me." He raised his blood-red eyes and ordered her.

She frowned.

What does he mean?

"I don't know how to drink, I told you." Qin Anan couldn't see through his eyes or his heart. She just wanted to leave here, "You drink, I'll leave first!"

She wanted to open the door, but found that it seemed to be locked from the outside.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open the door.

"What's going on? Fu Shiting! Let me out!" Her cheeks turned red and she accused him.

"I asked you to drink with me, do you not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?" His eyes were threatening, and his tone was even harsher.

Qin Anan broke out in a cold sweat on his back, and his ankles became slightly weak.

If she could drink, she would go and drink with him.

But she can't drink it now!

Even if he strangled her neck, she couldn't.

The door was blocked and she couldn't get out.

She could only walk towards him.

She wants to reconcile with him.

"I lied to you this morning," she walked up to him, lowered her eyes, and explained to him, "I have something to do tonight, but it's not about school. I made an appointment with someone last week to meet tonight. He said

I’m interested in investing in my dad’s company.”

"Who?" He raised his eyelids and took time to look at her flushed face.

"I don't know his name."

"How dare you come here if you don't even know your name?"

"The vice president came with me."

"Where's the vice president?"

"The road is blocked." She took a deep breath and looked directly at him with moist eyes, "Fu Shiting, I am no longer a child. Even if I am your wife, I still have my own social life and space. You have no right to interfere with me.

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While she was talking, he raised his glass and took another sip.

Watching his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down, she was a little distracted.

If he drinks like this, he won't get drunk, right?

If you are drunk, how will you get home tonight?

Just when she was distracted, her arm was grasped by his big palm.

By the time she realized the pain, her body had already been pulled away by him.

She was thrown into the sofa as if she was weightless. Although the sofa was very soft, she was still angry.

What did he take her for?

As a toy for him to play with at will?!

Can't she have her own thoughts and actions?

She bit her lip and wanted to get up from the sofa.

Since he refuses to reconcile with her, let's break up the relationship!

Just as she was about to stand up, she caught a glimpse of a tall figure from the corner of her eye, suddenly covering all the light in front of her.

He's up!

He got out of his wheelchair...and stood up!

Qin Anan looked at him blankly, her mind going blank.

She forgot to be angry, forgot to get up, and forgot what she was going to do next.

Her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

The next second, his body came up and pressed her underneath him.

"When a man asks a woman to come to a place like this, she will definitely let her drink. If you don't drink, what are you doing here?!" Fu Shiting pinched her chin tightly with his slender fingers.

Her red lips were forced to open slightly.

His other hand was holding a goblet, and the liquid in the glass was swaying gently.

Fear occupied all her reason.

Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to resist, but her body was tightly suppressed by him and she could not move.

"Qin An'an, how dare you come when a strange man asks you to come... If you don't suffer a little, you won't have a long memory." He poured the wine from the wine glass into her mouth.

Qin Anan's hands grabbed his arms, trying to lift him off, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him.

He was obviously recovering from a long illness, but his strength was frightening.

The image of him standing up from the wheelchair suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was taller and more terrifying than she had imagined.

The bright red liquid was poured into her mouth. She did not swallow it, but the bitter taste of alcohol made her cough violently.

She felt like she was about to drown.

When a person is desperate, his body will instinctively send out a cry for help.

In panic, she grabbed his collar.

Because he was tearing too hard, the buttons of his shirt were torn off.

There was a crisp 'bang' sound, and the button rolled to the ground.

There was a chill in his chest.

He looked at her face that was flushed with pain, her clenched heart, and suddenly felt soft.

He released her chin.

She immediately turned her head and spit out all the red wine in her mouth.

"Fu Shiting, I hate you!" Her eyes were filled with tears and she clenched her hands tightly.

"I just forced you to drink a glass of wine, and you feel wronged?" The pity in his eyes disappeared, and his slender fingers fell on her collar, unbuttoning her collar, revealing her white collarbone, "If it hadn't been for me, it would have been someone else now.
Chapter completed!