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"If you don't want to use your mouth, then take the initiative. I'll wait for you."
After saying that, Rong Heting leaned back against the sofa, not caring about Mu Qianqian's reaction at all.
Picking up the wine cup, which had been on the table the entire time, he flicked a glance at Ling Jinghan and drained the cup in one gulp.
Ling Jinghan's gaze never left Mu Qianqian. The moment Mu Qianqian appeared, she noticed that everything was wrong. Everyone in the basement couldn't help but pay attention to Mu Qianqian. Even her brother wasn't as calm as before.
Why? She was Rong Heting's woman! What right did Mu Qianqian, who was just a plaything, have? She wouldn't allow it!
Especially when Ling Jinghan saw the dubious whispers of Rong Heting and Mu Qianqian, the confident and gentle smile she maintained on her face slowly stiffened and changed bit by bit. Finally, it returned to indifference.
However, there was a sea of fire burning in his red eyes!
Everyone was watching the exchange between Rong Heting and Mu Qianqian. They all had different thoughts, and even if they guessed that the two of them might not be flirting, their whispers still made all the men feel jealous and intimate.
After Rong Heting gave the order, Mu Qianqian looked at him in disbelief. Her trembling became more and more obvious, even if she wanted to, she couldn't control it.
He was not joking, he was speaking the truth. He wanted her to serve him here in front of everyone! How can I? How can this be?
As Mu Qianqian watched Rong Heting taste the wine cup leisurely, not even giving her a glance, she understood that victory was already in his hands. If she wanted to save Mu Shen's bone marrow, she would have to cooperate with his lust, and she would have to serve his desires with her own body.
Mu Qianqian closed her eyes in despair to calm her chaotic breathing. When she opened her eyes, she finally had the courage to approach the man sitting in front of her.
The powerless Mu Qianqian got up little by little. She used her small hands to grab onto Rong Heting's leg and used all her strength to support her upper body. She opened her legs slightly and finally sat on the man's leg like a bear hugging a bear.
Weak and weak, Mu Qianqian leaned her head against the man's shoulder and panted slightly. Her white robe covered her buttocks, the loose silk causing a small section of her back to be exposed. Her white legs were stretched out wide, and her naughty toes were slightly pink from walking.
Especially the delicate woman who had climbed onto the man's body. Now, she was leaning against him like a lazy cat in his embrace. This kind of coquettish scene was enough for every man to cough out a nosebleed.
Hua Qu, Luo Yu, and Ling Ao stared at Mu Qianqian, completely forgetting to dodge. At this moment, Rong Heting didn't release any cold air either, or no one cared about him at all.
Everyone in the hall was attracted by Mu Qianqian, be it men or women.
Ting Lan's expression became absent-minded, but it was mostly worry. Ling Jinghan's nails dug into her flesh, wishing that she could immediately execute the woman sitting in Rong Heting's arms to death!
The hall became even quieter. It was eerily quiet.
After a long time, the figure standing in the dark corner of the door let out another "wuu wuu" sound. The smile on Rong Heting's face bloomed once again, carrying pride and arrogance.
Rong Heting glanced at that place coldly. The black shadow seemed to have finally broken free from the restraints of the people beside him and staggered towards the center of the hall.
"Qianqian."
The warm voice carried shock and uncertainty. Looking at the beautiful lady in the main seat, it gently probed. To Mu Qianqian, her question sounded like a clap of thunder from a clear sky.
Mu Qianqian's body instantly became stiff when she heard Ye Feng's voice. She finally managed to calm her breathing with great difficulty.
"Qianqian."
Ye Feng's voice trembled uncontrollably as he looked at Mu Qianqian's back in disbelief, his heart feeling even more pained. Even though he had already guessed the relationship between Qianqian and Rong Heting, seeing it with his own eyes still made him feel shaken.
The girl he loved had been humiliated in front of so many people. Previously, he was still rejoicing over the scandal between him and Qianqian and wanted to marry her again after confessing to her.
But now, he had fallen from heaven to hell. It was so painful, and his heart truly ached.
After this time's call, Mu Qianqian finally breathed out the breath that she had been holding in her chest. She slowly raised her head from Rong Heting's embrace and only looked at the handsome face that was filled with anger and resentment. Her deep eyes seemed to pierce through those eyes and look at something unreal.
She had already lost the courage to turn back. When she made the choice to walk into Paradise in the World and come before Rong Heting, she had already lost the opportunity to choose.
All the indecision and uncertainty from before finally faded from her heart at this moment. Mu Qianqian understood that the heavens had forced her to make the final decision at this moment.
Ye Feng, we are finally out of the question.
Rong Heting, you won.
"Qianqian, my Qianqian."
Ye Feng was unable to keep his emotions in check. Tears welled up in his eyes, unable to receive a response from Mu Qianqian after this mutter. That soundless sob wracked Mu Qianqian's heart, who was sitting on Rong Heting's lap.
Mu Qianqian's eyes stared straight at Rong Heting. Her unfocused eyes became moist and tears started streaming down her face after that soft whisper.
Rong Heting was holding the glass of wine comfortably. He looked at Mu Qianqian calmly, waiting for her to win. However, as Mu Qianqian's tears continuously fell onto the back of his hand, his heart felt as if it was being punched.
No, he didn't feel happy at all. He didn't feel good playing this game.
He caught Ye Feng just so that he could destroy the intertwined feelings between Ye Feng and Mu Qianqian. Now, he won, why doesn't his little thing have him in his line of sight? He can't, he definitely can't!
Unknowingly, the man's arm had already covered Mu Qianqian's waist, and the strength in his arm had become increasingly stronger.
Mu Qianqian naturally felt the man's low and restrained hostility. Her long eyelashes slightly moved as she obediently closed her eyes. Once again, she buried her head in Rong Heting's bosom.
I'm sorry, Brother Feng. Qianqian, you must be disappointed. Don't look at me like that. I'm too ugly. Let's let go together.