"Understood, Brother Qin!" Qin Shan quickly knelt down, his posture straight, and assured Brother Qin with a beaming smile.
Qin Shisheng stepped forward and patted Qin Shan on the shoulder.
"Get up! Don't let me down." His tone was somber.
"It's Brother Qin!" He immediately stood up.
Then he looked at Lin Zhibai and asked, "Gangzi is out of the game. Have you found a replacement?"
“I’ve noticed that there’s a guy named Xu Wei who’s not bad. He has a clean background and is easy to train. He’ll definitely be more loyal than Gangzi!” he replied respectfully.
"Test it first, and if there are no problems, then we can use it," he said cautiously.
"Yes, Brother Qin!" He nodded respectfully.
I saw him stride out with firm and powerful steps, take my hand without hesitation, and walk straight outside.
I subconsciously glanced back.
As my gaze fell upon the still-open conference room door, I could clearly see Qin Shan and Lin Zhibai's figures. Just then, Lin Zhibai seemed to sense something as well, and also cast a fleeting glance in my direction.
"What are you looking at? So curious?" He suddenly reached out and gently pinched my waist, speaking with a hint of teasing, yet his tone carried an undeniable air of authority.
"Can't I watch?" I mustered my courage and whispered in response.
"No!" he answered firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.
She held my hand tightly and walked quickly towards the elevator.
Then he leaned closer and whispered, "Don't look around. If you see something you shouldn't, your eyes will be gouged out." Although he said it jokingly, it carried a threatening tone.
I could only obediently nod.
After entering the car.
I hesitated for a moment, then suggested, "I'd like to go to my apartment to get some of my clothes."
"No need for all that trouble, just go buy a new one!" His voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an irresistible power.
"But it's not very convenient to keep living in your house. Can I move out?" I continued to ask cautiously.
"No, you'll have to stay at my place for a while. At least for now, I don't want you out of my sight." He reiterated his stance in a deep voice.
Having said that, he leaned slightly closer to my ear and solemnly issued this warning: "Don't even think about escaping me. Let me tell you, you'll never escape my grasp in this lifetime. Give up the idea of leaving me now!"
My eyes reddened from his threats, a mixture of grievance and anger welling up, making them watery and brimming with tears.
He turned around and his gaze fell on me.
Seeing my appearance, he frowned and said with slight displeasure, "Why are you crying again? Where did you get so much water from?"
He scratched his head and helplessly pulled out a tissue from the side and handed it to me.
Then, perhaps realizing that his tone had been a bit harsh, his voice softened slightly: "Oh, I'm just a straightforward person, don't cry. Actually, if you were to act a little coquettish with me, I would definitely be gentler with you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out and gently pinched my fair and delicate little face.
I silently took the tissue without saying a word.
At this moment, the words Sister Ye once told me kept echoing in my mind—"Live on, and when he gets tired of you, you'll be free." These words lingered in my heart like a spell.
The car drove into the Qin Family Villa.
Just before getting off the bus, Jiang Zhou spoke up to remind him.
"President Qin, there's an important gathering tomorrow afternoon at 2 PM," Jiang Zhou reminded him.
Qin Shisheng nodded after hearing this and got out of the car.
When we got back to the bedroom together, he had a faint smile on his face and tossed my phone toward me.
They asked, "When did you learn that ethnic dance video on your phone?"
I lowered my head slightly and answered softly, "I started learning when I was little because my mother is a dance teacher." Mentioning my mother, a wave of sadness welled up in my heart.
Hearing my answer, he seemed intrigued and pressed on, "If that's the case, why didn't you choose to pursue dance studies later?"
At this moment, he had already unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
My heart grew heavier. "I've rarely danced since my mother passed away..." I could no longer suppress the deep sorrow in my heart as I said this.
"Want to learn more? I can pay for you to go!" He said casually, arms crossed, with a faint smile on his lips.
"I don't want to learn. For me, dance is like my deceased mother—a memory I don't want to revisit." My gaze was lowered, my voice trembled slightly, and my expression carried an undisguised sadness.
Qin Shisheng sat quietly on the edge of the bed, his brows slightly furrowed. He had originally thought of asking her to dance for him, but seeing her sad appearance, he couldn't help but feel a pang of pity.
How could I possibly be in the mood to ask her to dance...?
"Since you're in a bad mood, let's not dance for now." I couldn't help but think: A bad dance would be a downer, and there will be plenty of opportunities later...
A silence fell over the room.
Then, the tone abruptly changed, and he asked, "What did you learn from Ye Zimei yesterday?"
"I didn't learn anything, maybe I'm just stupid... and I'm not quite used to it!" I said pitifully, like a delicate flower, while secretly thinking about what Sister Ye had said. When dealing with a man like Master Qin, it's never a bad thing to show weakness a little.
For men who are infatuated with you, just coax them a little. As long as you don't give your heart, you'll never lose – Sister Ye's famous saying.
"It's not like you haven't learned anything. At least you don't talk back anymore." With that, he slowly walked towards me and gently put his arm around my slender waist.
A passionate kiss landed on my lips, and I could clearly taste the rich tobacco and mint flavor of his breath.
He picked me up, letting my fair, delicate feet sway gently in the air.
He picked me up and carried me to the bedside.
"Little fairy! You are so incredibly alluring!" he murmured to himself.
His hot chest pressed against me, and passionate kisses landed on my face little by little.
Suppressing the pain in my heart, I closed my eyes and told myself that it would all pass.
…………
He looked at my flushed cheeks and said gently, "Baby, there's a party tomorrow afternoon, come with me."
I nodded obediently.
He held me tightly in his arms, his eyes sparkling with laughter and deep affection as he said, "You're such a good girl!"
A wave of sadness washed over me. What could I do if I misbehaved? Was I really going to plunge my brother and me into a miserable situation?
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