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In the bustling market, Ang Yi stood in front of a fruit cart with her head lowered. Her smooth black hair covered half of her face and her delicate skin emitted a gentle glow in the early morning light.

As a third-rate cartoonist, she had always been poor. But a while ago, she had made an unexpected good reaction to a cartoon she had created, and she had made a lot of money from it in the newspaper. It was good, she could spend the money on it and buy herself a favorite durian.

With one hand holding the weighing durian, her pink lips slightly curled up as she lowered her head to pay.

Suddenly, two tall men jumped out of nowhere and grabbed one of her arms, dragging her away without a word.

Ang Yi screamed as she tumbled to the ground.

"Miss, please come with us." The cold, emotionless voice rang in her ears.

A completely unfamiliar man with a domineering demeanor. Could it be that he had met a gang of robbers today? But why would the gangsters want to rob her? Ang Yi's heart quivered as she kicked against the ground with all her might, screaming out repeatedly. Even if she cried out until her throat was sore, no one dared to come and help. The hawkers as well as the people who bought the food all watched on in horror. No one dared to approach her.

Ang Yi gradually fell into despair as the terrifying scene of hoodlums selling and killing emerged before her eyes …

"..."

Ang Yi was thrown into an imposing black luxury car.

Twenty minutes later, they were holding her by the shoulders and taking her to the top floor.

It was an extremely clean, stylish office, with extravagant furnishings and incredible oversize.

A handsome young man was sitting in front of a huge desk. His long and straight legs were crossed contentedly. He held a pen in one hand and a newspaper in the other. His pitch-black eyes looked at Ang Yi with a smile, and his charming lips were curled slightly to the right.

"It's you." The man opened his mouth, his voice unspeakably sexy and lazy.

However, Ang Yi felt her entire body turn cold.

It was him! She had seen this man in the Sky Tiger Forum. He was the president of the legendary Asian luxury goods group GK International, the most famous second generation in Asia, a playboy!

What identity he had didn't matter to her, but what frightened her was that her cartoon from a while ago had been based on the bloody incident between him and a female star. In the comic book, she depicts his cruel and irresponsible behavior so vividly that the image of the hero's philandering is deep and hateful.

Damn it, Ang Yi knew why they were looking for her.

There was no need to think to know, it was definitely this second generation ancestor who was flustered and exasperated after seeing the manga, and wanted to capture her in order to take revenge!

Being mocked and criticized like this, she wondered what kind of cruel method this cold and vicious second generation would use to take revenge on her. Ang Yi gritted her teeth. No matter what, she didn't dare to think any further …

However, facing Mu Zikun's sinister gaze, she mustered up her courage and fiercely glared at him with her pure eyes. She gnashed her teeth and said, "It's me. What's wrong?"

She was educated when she was young, and must not show fear when facing bullies.

Yo, he's got a temper. Mu Zikun's pretty eyebrows twitched as he looked down at the newspaper in his hands.

"Chi, chi …"

Ang Yi's nervousness increased with every page she flipped through.

Even though her teacher had told her to not fear power, she was now facing the president of GK International. With his incredible power and influence, crushing her was as easy as crushing an ant.

Mu Zikun stopped after flipping through the newspaper.

"Mm, not bad. This is the most interesting thing that has happened to me lately. "

Looking at his devilish smile, Ang Yi's delicate eyebrows gradually tightened.

What did he mean by this?

"It's really very interesting." When he stopped smiling and looked at her with his devilish eyes, Ang Yi couldn't stand it any longer and burst out.

"What the hell do you mean? Just say it directly. If you want to kill me, go ahead and cut me up, do whatever you want to punish me! "