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C19 Bar Private Room

Six years ago, Lin Yitian was just an unfamiliar man who came here to drink and have fun. Six years later, he was the boss of this place. Their attitude towards Lin Yitian naturally changed dramatically.

Lin Yitian forcefully brought Lan Qin into the room they were in six years ago. The familiar scene made her heart beat faster and her face turn red. She wanted to find a hole and hide in it even more.

"President, this is what you want." After the waiter delivered the things, he tactfully left.

Lan Qin passively stood on the spot, not understanding what Lin Yitian wanted to do. But her consciousness was not muddled at all.

The best strategy was to escape. This was the motto of her son, Lanlan.

Lan Qin rushed to the door, but no matter how hard she knocked, she could not open the door.

She knew that this was arranged by Lin Yitian. It was the waiter who had locked them in the private room.

She turned around and saw Lin Yitian sitting on the sofa. He raised his glass and smiled playfully.

He tasted the red wine in the glass. Lan Qin really wanted to rush forward and give him a few tight slaps.

"Mr. Lin, ask your subordinate to open the door immediately. Otherwise, I will sue you for kidnapping me."

Lan Qin strode to Lin Yitian. She was like a shrew who had shown her power. She was so angry that her face turned red.

"Who saw me holding you hostage? You're standing there perfectly fine right now." Lin Yitian was in a good mood today. It was obvious that he wanted to toy with her until the end.

"You!" Lan Qin did not know how to refute him. "Everyone in the Lin's Group saw you holding me hostage." Helpless, she could only go back to the door and continue to push the door. "Let me out!"

"I can let you out, but the prerequisite is that you make me happy." He gently shook the red wine in the glass. The red wine formed ripples in the glass.

"What do you want me to do to make you happy?" She didn't want to talk to him, but she had to.

"I'm so hot." He said softly.

Lan Qin tried her best to bear with his deliberate attempt to make things difficult for him. She found a towel by the side and randomly wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Lin, do you think my service is not bad?" She deliberately provoked him as if she had succeeded. She smiled complacently.

"Take it off." Lin Yitian stared at her coldly, gesturing for her to help him take off his suit.

His cold aura gave off an inviolable feeling. The air became colder and more oppressive, especially the aura of a king on his body.

Lan Qin walked to his side and obediently helped him take off his suit. She was very shy.

"Take off my shirt as well."

"You!"

His deliberate attempt to make things difficult for her caused her to be extremely dissatisfied. However, when she saw his gaze, she had no choice but to listen obediently.

Her fair and slender hands grasped the diamond button. The button and the shirt seemed to have been smeared with glue. Her action of unbutton the button seemed to be very difficult.

When her fingers lightly touched Lin Yitian's bronze-colored skin, she instinctively withdrew her hands as if she had been electrocuted.

"Are you embarrassed now?" Lin Yitian grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. "Six years ago, you were not as shy as you are now. After six years, you should be more open-minded."

" I don't know what you're talking about " He held her hand tightly, and she struggled with all her might.

Lin Yitian suddenly pulled open the tie on his neck and used it to quickly wrap around Lan Qin's hands. His actions did not have the slightest bit of pity.

"Lin Yitian, let go of me. What are you going to do?" The more she resisted, the more heartless he felt towards her. He even got up and pressed her down on the large sofa. "I'm going to sue you, I'm going to make you bankrupt! You've committed the most abominable crime of rape! "

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