674: C674 You Hate Me so Much?

C674 You Hate Me so Much?

"How dare you despise me?" Mo Nan was flustered and exasperated when Shi Yiming stared at him with a strange expression.

"If I hadn't rescued you from the construction site, you would still be eating flatbread," Shi Yiming said.

Shi Yiming's face turned red. He could not explain. He started to pick up his words.

"There are ten thousand poems, Wine Thousand Mortis, and a few times I saw the king..."

"Stop!"

Mo Nan raised his hand and said with contempt, "What does this poem have to do with you?"

"Well, I just like it. I just want to recite it."

Mo Nan rolled his eyes in annoyance. He continued to lead the way and left the villa with Shi Yiming.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the commercial street.

Shi Yiming, who should have come to buy clothes, was doing an aesthetic survey on the street. Fortunately, Mo Nan did not have anything urgent to do. He stayed with him for half an hour.

Half an hour later, Shi Yiming muttered a sign with satisfaction. At the same time, he muttered about his harvest and asked Mo Nan to take him there to buy clothes.

"You're welcome."

When he heard the sign that sounded like it was not cheap, the corner of Mo Nan's mouth turned cold again.

Shi Yiming followed behind him as if nothing had happened.

It was already nine in the morning when the two of them left the shopping street. Mo Nan quickly drove Shi Yiming to the Lin Group.

After realizing it, he realized that he seemed to have become the parent of a big child.

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Yanjing.

A clubhouse under the name of Hee family. It was said to be a clubhouse. It was said to be a clubhouse under the name of Hee family. It was more appropriate to say that it was a secret room.

The secret room was not only dimly lit, but it was also very simple and crude. Apart from a sofa and a matching tea table, the rest of the room was filled with strange torture instruments.

At this moment, Hee Qiong was the only person in the room.

His hair was messy. It looked like he hadn't washed for more than ten days. His shirt was not buttoned. Only his messy tie covered his white skin that didn't look like a man's.

Gulp.

Hee Qiong took a big gulp of wine and then smashed the wine glass on the ground, as if he was venting his anger. He staggered and looked as if he had drunk too much.

However, his eyes were very clear.

This made him even more annoyed. Because of the Supreme Purity Heaven Returning Scroll, it was difficult for him to maintain his drunkenness for a long time.

"Damn it."

Hee Qiong cursed and punched the tea table in front of him.

"Ah!"

A woman's frightened voice came from behind him.

Hee Qiong turned his head with a dark face.

In the open space where many torture instruments were placed, a young woman's hands were tied up high. She was looking at Hee Qiong with a sad look in her eyes.

"I was wrong. Can you let me go?"

"After I leave, I promise I won't tell anyone about what happened here."

"Bitch."

Hee Qiong did not care about her resistance at all. He quickly walked over and whipped the woman a few times. There was a sense of pleasure in his eyes. When the woman was about to faint, he grabbed her chin and smiled sinisterly.

"You sound so wronged, as if I forced you."

"Don't forget, it was you who wanted to be the Hee family's daughter-in-law that satisfied me."

"What, are you regretting it now?"

Looking at Hee Qiong's threatening expression, the woman looked up with difficulty and shook her head with a complicated expression.

She wanted to be the daughter-in-law of the Hee family. Her family was only a small family in Yanjing. If she could climb up to the Hee family, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she would ascend to the heavens in a single day.

However, who would have thought that this young master of the Hee family, who looked like a gigolo, couldn't do his best and could only vent his desires in this way.

"Or do you think I'm a eunuch?"

Hee Qiong gradually narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself. A kind of madness gradually appeared on his face.

Even though the woman shook her head and denied it, he still kept punching the woman's abdomen until the woman spat out blood with a pale face and fainted.

Hee Qiong finally stopped and said in the direction of the door.

"Gao Ying, come in!"

A woman in white pushed the door open and entered. Even after seeing the miserable scene in the house, her calm expression did not change.

"Heh." Hee Qiong looked at her. It was as if the anger that he had vented had risen again. He growled in a low voice.

"I'm your man. What kind of expression is that?"

"I know. You dislike me too, don't you?"

... ""

Gao Ying did not say anything. Her oval face merely looked in Hee Qiong's direction before moving away. She then instructed the bodyguard who was guarding outside.

"Come in and clean the house."

"Also, drag that woman out. In the future, your young master is not allowed to bring back the women in the bar. If he really can't take it, find some young ladies for him."

"I have other things to do. I have to leave for a while. You guys continue to guard."

Gao Ying's every move was very appropriate. She spoke like a wife who cared about her husband. As expected of the marriage chess piece that was painstakingly cultivated by the Gao family of Yanjing.

However, the more she behaved like this, the angrier Hee Qiong became. When he saw that Gao Ying was about to turn around and leave, he quickly walked over and pulled her back.

Gao Ying was ruthlessly smashed onto the sofa and frowned in pain.

Hee Qiong immediately pressed down on her with a crazy expression. He did not pay any attention to the fact that his own bodyguards were still present and tore off the woman's clothes in a few moves.

Gao Ying did not struggle and allowed Hee Qiong's hands to move around her body. It was only when Hee Qiong's movements gradually slowed down that she finally stopped putting on an act. Her eyes were filled with ridicule as she said,1

"So what if you persuade the Gao family to marry me to you?

Can you do it? "

Hee Qiong's face turned pale. He turned around and looked at the security guards who were staring at him. He then looked at Gao Ying's fair skin. He finally realized that what he did was to make himself a cuckold.

"Get out!"

He lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, as if he was trying his best to endure the anger in his heart.

"Oh."

A group of bodyguards swallowed their saliva and woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. In their hearts, they were amazed that this young lady of the Gaos was the most popular girl in the entire Yanjing. Just based on her usually inconspicuous figure...

"Ha."

Gao Ying deliberately spread her arms. Only after a group of bodyguards went out and closed the door did she regain her calm expression. She lowered her head and tried to tidy up her clothes.

However, it was useless.

She simply changed the clothes left behind by the women who had just been dragged out by the bodyguards onto herself.

Hee Qiong watched her change her clothes in front of him. Her throat and hair were dry.

Until Gao Ying pulled out her long hair that was like a waterfall from the fashionable leather clothes, she seemed to have become a young lady who was not easy to get close to.

Hee Qiong finally calmed down. He opened his mouth and asked hesitantly,

"Do you hate me that much?"

Gao Ying seemed to have heard the funniest joke of the century. She turned around and laughed until she was crying. She straightened her back and said,

"Young Master He, my boyfriend was killed by you. Do you think I hate you?"

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