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"Let me go! Someone! "Help!"

An Xia desperately waved his hands and loudly shouted for help.

Two muscular men in black held her by the arms, pulling her along as if they were dragging something.

Her thighs dragged on the ground, and she tried to stop them with the strength of her legs, but it was useless.

A few meters in front, a white slipper suddenly appeared at the door of the suite, followed by a cold figure.

Huo Jinze was wearing a simple bathrobe as he walked towards her. This man had this kind of charisma, even if it was just an ordinary outfit, he would still wear an extraordinary king's domineering aura.

The aura emitted by this man's body was definitely not something that could be expressed by any sort of clothes. That majestic aura seeped out from his bones. It was an aura that came from birth.

As the man appeared, the coldness spread out in the whole corridor bit by bit.

An Xia was shocked by his aura as she knew that this man would not let her off that easily.

She had this premonition in her heart.

His long, slender legs were straight as he walked towards her with steady steps. His ice-cold gaze caused everyone present to tremble with fear.

Just as he was about to arrive in front of An Xia, he suddenly stopped his steps, and his face suddenly became unsightly.

His handsome eyebrows were deeply knitted. He grabbed the left side of his chest with one hand and lowered his head in pain. One of his arms against the wall made him feel weak, as if he couldn't hold on any longer.

"CEO!"

Seeing the look of worry on his face, Yang Wei quickly ran over to stand beside him and supported him, "CEO! How about it? "Do you want to go to the hospital …"

Halfway through his words, Huo Jinze suddenly raised his hand, "I'm fine."

Anyone could hear the reluctance in his voice. He pressed his forehead against the wall. His face was ugly, as if he was enduring a sharp pain.

Seeing that, even An Xia was frightened, and looked at him with eyes full of fear.

Only after a few minutes did his expression ease up a little. He took a deep breath and regained his usual calm. However, from his slightly pale face, it was easy to tell that he had just experienced some kind of torture.

Huo Jinze pushed away Yang Wei's arm and stood up straight, and when his pair of cold and proud eyes looked at An Xia, it had an additional chill to it.

His cold eyes were tinged with anger as he stared at her coldly. Step by step, he approached her.

"All that I have suffered now was caused by you!"

His voice was ghastly and terrifying.

An Xia was frightened by his expression. His body subconsciously trembled as he took a step back.

"Don't... "Don't come over here …"

Perhaps it was because his eyes were too cold, but An Xia had the thought of fleeing.

She had a nagging feeling that this man wouldn't let her off so easily.

Seeing him approach step by step, An Xia's twisting hands began to struggle. "Let me go, let me go …" "Help!"

she cried, screaming, her eyes filling with tears of horror.

This man was too scary.

No one came out no matter how much she shouted. What she didn't know was that the entire floor was already occupied by Huo Jin.

Huo Jin Ze's eyes were filled with anger as he walked in front of her, his cold gaze falling on her face, as she struggled to shed tears.

Tears flowed down her cheeks. As she did so, her passionate movements were like a beautiful flower that had fallen onto the ground, blooming in half.

He stopped in his tracks.

A woman's tears were the catalyst for a man's tears. Her teary eyes looked over at him, and that lovable look of hers instantly dissipated the anger in his eyes.

The black-clothed man saw that she was struggling to fiercely grab onto her arm, and it seemed that she was too noisy. He twisted her arm behind her back, causing An Xia's arm to twist painfully. She had no choice but to bend her waist.

He raised his head and looked up at the pair of teary eyes. The tears on his face were rolling down one by one.

They hurt her.

Subconsciously, this kind of thought flashed through Huo Jin Ze's mind. He wrinkled his brows in displeasure, and his cold and proud voice quickly approached her.

He raised his foot and kicked one of the men in black.

The black clothed man was kicked one meter away by his huge foot. His entire body lay flat on the ground with blood leaking out from the corner of his mouth.

"Did I say you were going to bring it back this way?" His cold eyes stared at the other man in black, "When did I let you touch my thing?"

The black-clothed man felt a chill run down his spine and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He shook his hand to release An Xia and retreated to the side. His trembling appearance made him seem as if he couldn't stand still.

As An Xia's hands were released, she hastily stabilized her body, turned around, and frantically ran out.

Just as he took a step forward, his wrist was grabbed by a large hand. The man's deep voice seemed to carry a hint of a cold smile. "You've already fallen into my hands. Do you think you can still escape?"

No one could escape from under his nose, let alone a woman.

An Xia twisted her body in an attempt to break away from his hand. He retracted his arm, and a force turned her around, followed by a strike against the man's broad chest. The tyrannical aura on the man's body immediately filled his nose.

An Xia looked at him with a frightened expression, struggling to get out of his embrace.

Just as she was struggling, the man suddenly bent down and lifted her through her lap with his powerful arms.

"Let me go!"

She angrily pounded the man's chest. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't shake him in the slightest.

It was as if her fist hadn't landed on him. He carried her into the luxurious suite with a straight face, carried her into the bedroom, and threw her on the bed.

She didn't feel any pain when her body landed on the soft bed. She turned over in the bed and looked at him nervously. Before she could say anything, the tall man suddenly pressed his body towards her.

He covered his body and firmly pressed her down. Under his body, his cold mouth revealed a sinister smile, "Scared? Heh, I am very interested in you right now. Your plan has succeeded, you should be laughing! "

Laugh?

At this moment, An Xia couldn't help but tremble as he looked at the man in front of him. How could there be a smile on his face?

The man smiled charmingly as he moved closer to her with a stern expression on his face.

An Xia, who was about to push him away, suddenly stopped as a complicated expression flashed in her eyes.

It was his terrifying gaze that made her forget her purpose in coming here.

He was right, she shouldn't have refused.

After thinking for a moment, she bit her lip. Her hands hesitantly followed his lean waist to his back, turning from a refusal into a hug.

Her reaction made Huo Jin Ze smile. He closed his eyes, obsessively smelling her scent, softly whispering in her ear, "That's obedient."

He took off his bathrobe and threw it on the ground. In a few steps, he tore off her clothes. Looking at the young girl's beautiful body, a hint of rarely seen excitement appeared in his eyes.

He wrapped his arms around her neck and watched her tense expression with a faint smile.

"Wait!"

She suddenly pushed him away and called out for him to stop.