Marrying a pet: My husband is so bad

Chapter 1344 President, Don’t Mess Around Chapter 3
Who is he?
It was 1000 million at the first opening, what did he like about her?

Her intuition told her that a man who paid 1000 million yuan was not an easy product to deal with.

Is she really doomed?
She wanted to cry so much.

The manager on the auction stage saw that the man who came in was not an ordinary person. After he realized it, he looked at the man with extraordinary bearing and asked in shock, "Sir, is the 1000 million you are talking about US dollars, British pounds, or... "

The expensive man was Ling Yanxi, and his assistant Kant replied, "Of course it's sterling, 1000 million pounds."

1000 million pounds is nearly [-] million yuan, so the people present, including the manager, were shocked when they heard Kant's words.

Everyone in the audience gasped.

Su Nuan was also shocked.

After the manager came back to his senses again, he quickly shouted: "1000 million for the first time, 1000 million for the second time, 1000 million for the third time..."

Seeing that no one was asking for a price at the venue, the manager looked at Ling Yanxi with a smile, and said respectfully, "Sir, congratulations, beauty No. 9 is yours."

Su Nuan saw that the manager awarded her to a noble man who was very handsome in the audience, and exuded a wicked aura all over him, she looked at him with a panicked expression.

And after Ling Yanxi received her panicked eyes, a hint of playfulness flashed in her coquettish and cold eyes, and the arc of her lips raised with an indescribable weirdness.

Su Nuan looked at him and felt that he was more dangerous than the elephant that seemed to weigh three hundred catties just now.

When she was thinking about how to escape, she was kicked off stage by two bodyguards on stage.

"You let it go..." Su Nuan was about to struggle when the gun was held against her waist.

Sensing the danger, Su Nuan cast a sharp glance at Ling Yanxi who was wearing a mask, and was forced to leave the venue with two bodyguards.

And Ling Yanxi received her hateful and angry gaze, slightly curled the corner of his lower lip, and gestured to Kant who was beside him.

After Kant understood, he looked at the manager who came down from the stage.

The manager approached Ling Yanxi with a flattering face.

After he walked over, Kant looked at him and said in a low voice, "We, Mr. Ling, have something else we want to talk to you about."

Hearing this, the manager looked at Ling Yanxi with a quick smile and said, "Boss Ling, this way please, this way please..."

The manager took Ling Yanxi to the VIP reception room.

Su Nuan was sent to a presidential suite on the top floor of the club by the two bodyguards.

To prevent Su Nuan from escaping, they tied Su Nuan's hands and feet.

Su Nuan, whose hands and feet were bound and thrown on the bed, was struggling hard to break free from the rope that bound her, while thinking of ways to escape.

Since the two bodyguards were standing guard at the door, she didn't dare to make too much noise.

What to do, what to do, what should she do?
Is she really doomed?

Because the rope was tied too tightly and too strong, she couldn't break free even with all her strength, and she was about to cry.

More than a month ago, she was inexplicably kidnapped, then imprisoned, and then sold to this club.

She has been thinking of ways to escape, and has been facing all the difficulties and natural disasters and man-made disasters she encountered with the mentality that there is no unparalleled road.

But now, she felt that she had nowhere to go.

Her eyes were red, and there was a mist of tears in her eyes, both uncomfortable and sad.

Jingxuan, where are you?Where are you?

"Jingxuan..."

With a very sad mood, she chanted the name that had been supported until now, and tears welled up in an instant.

After holding on for so long, she still couldn't escape. Her heart began to collapse, she began to despair, and couldn't hold on anymore.

She really wanted to cry bitterly.

When she was sad, there was a sudden tumbling in her stomach, and the familiar nausea came up again.

"Vag... vomit..."

She retched, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and her delicate facial features were wrinkled together, looking very uncomfortable.

"Vag... vomit..."

There was another tumbling in the stomach, and Su Nuan retched louder this time.

She's having a hard time.

Since some time ago, she has had this nauseating reaction.

It was mild at first, and it's starting to get intense these days.

The two bodyguards standing at the door heard her retching, turned around and walked in.

One of the bodyguards asked in English: "What are you doing?"

Su Nuan's face turned red. After hearing the bodyguard's voice, she tried her best to suppress the disgusting feeling. After calming down for a while, she looked up at the two bodyguards, panting and said in English: "I...I feel uncomfortable... ...I'm going to the bathroom, I'm going to the bathroom..."

"No!" After ruthlessly rejecting her, the two bodyguards threatened her before turning around and going out to guard the door.

This time they were facing Su Nuan, in order to prevent Su Nuan from escaping.

In the reception room downstairs, the manager and the club's behind-the-scenes owner were lying on the ground with blood on their faces, as if they had been severely beaten.

The manager is Chinese, and he cried and begged for mercy: "Master Ling, please forgive me, I didn't know that number 9 belonged to you."

(End of this chapter)