Forced Love And Tough Marriage

"Miss Yan, ha ha, since President Jin has already spoken, it seems that you must give me this face today."

Huang always obscene smile, holding a glass of red wine went to Yan Xi's side, sat down, hands have been restlessly like Yan Xi's bare thighs close.

Yan Xi turns her eyes to Jin Zongliang again.

But he was still expressionless, looking at all this with a cold face, and the meaning of silence was probably acquiescence.

Looking at himself being bullied by other men, or such an ugly and old man, is this the purpose of Jin Zongliang this time?

Well, since you want to see me abused by other men, I'll satisfy you. Yan Xi thought.

Yan Xi took the red wine.

"Mr. Huang, we are not drunk today. For the sake of your happy cooperation with Jin, I will accompany you well."

Yan Xi's face is like a flower with a smile, showing her white teeth. She fiddles with her hair and leans forward to get close to president Huang, revealing a large area of snow-white in front of her chest.

Although she hated herself, she did.

Mr. Huang was very happy to see Yan Xi take the initiative.

"Good! I'm done with this cup. Miss Yan is free. " Then he drank the valuable red wine in his hand.

It's really a local tycoon. Yan Xi thought to herself that red wine can't be drunk like this.

"Since Mr. Huang is all dry, of course I can't refute Mr. Huang's face. In fact, Mr. Huang doesn't know anything about it. My drinking capacity is very good."

Yan Xi raises the red wine in her hand and drinks it down.

Huang's eyes looked straight at Yan Xi's white neck and warm lips when he was drinking. Everyone knew his intention.

In fact, Yan Xi doesn't have the capacity to drink. She just drinks hard. She wants to see what Jin Zongliang's bottom line is.

After swallowing the last mouthful of wine, Yan Xi turns her face and takes a look at Jin Zongliang with Yu Guang. He is actually looking at Yan Xi with a very cold light in his eyes. Yan Xi can't understand his eyes.

But if he still cares a little about himself, why not stop him?

"Miss Yan is a good drinker! Ha ha ha, it seems that I met my confidant today. "

Huang always see Yan Xi drink, smile close mouth, clap hands.

"Two more bottles, miss!" Mr. Huang greets the waiter, brings two bottles of red wine, and continues to fill his and Yan Xi's glasses.

"It's really rare to meet a confidant like Miss Yan today. I have to be drunk or not. Hahaha."

"Of course, it's no problem. I also think I'm very congenial with Mr. Huang. Today, my task is to accompany Mr. Huang well, so that our boss will be satisfied."

Yan Xi said in a very flattering tone, her watery apricot eyes looking at Huang Zong's disgusting face.

This is her first time to use such a tone, in fact, has goose bumps off the ground.

As she spoke, she kept glancing at Jin Zongliang and observing his changes.

However, from the beginning to the end, he has always been that cold look, deep eyes, can not feel what he is thinking.

"Mr. Huang." Suddenly, Jin Zongliang's voice interrupted Huang Zongliang's laughter.

"Why?"

"Mr. Huang, I think we have almost eaten. Why don't we move on?"

Mr. Huang looked at Yan Xi beside him and said with a smile, "OK, does Mr. Jin have any plans?"

"There is the biggest nightclub in Hong Kong next to it. I wonder if Mr. Huang is interested in it." Jin Zongliang lit a cigarette with a smile on his lips.

"Nightclub, it depends on Miss Yan's opinion. If Miss Yan is willing to show her respect, I am duty bound."

"Of course I'm going. I really want to go to the nightclubs in Hong Kong."

Then Yan Xi stood up and turned to look at Jin Zongliang.

A hand immediately helped up Yan Xi's shoulder: "ha ha, since Miss Yan is flattered, let's go." Huang Zong's hand wantonly walked upstream of Yan Xi's naked back.

Yan Xi felt a fit of discomfort in her stomach, maybe because she had drunk too much wine, but she couldn't vomit, absolutely not.

He must have seen such a rogue behavior of president Huang, but why didn't he stop it, why

Yan Xi's heart is surging. She is still testing Jin Zongliang, but he still has a sharp eye and doesn't make any response. He turns a blind eye to Mr. Huang's teasing.

He must be intentional, it seems that today is really bad luck, maybe will be planted in the hands of this surname Huang, Yan Xi thought secretly.

The nightclub is only one street away from the Victoria Hotel. It is different from the bustling Lan Kwai Fong. The people who come here are all the top people in Hong Kong, and the chance of meeting stars is also very high.

"Give us a private room." Jin Zongliang said to the waiter at the door.

"Wait a minute." Mr. Huang suddenly stopped Jin Zongliang."Since you've all come, don't have a box. I want to have a good time with Miss Yan." Then he put Yan Xi's arms to his side.

"He's drunk. Open a private room." Jin Zongliang ignored president Huang's words.

"Why, didn't you hear me?"

Jin Zongliang slightly frowned and looked at Mr. Huang, and then at Yan Xi, who was held in his arms. He couldn't be more clear about what Mr. Huang wanted to do.

Jin Zongliang didn't insist any more. Several people sat on the cards outside.

Mr. Huang's performance was very big. As soon as he sat down, he asked for a whole row of Royal salutes, which was the top class and attracted the attention of many people around him.

The nightclub is full of the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, as well as the deafening sense of rhythm, strong music, and the only way to speak is by shouting.

This is indeed Hong Kong. Everyone's clothes are very avant-garde. Yan Xi's silver sequins are more dazzling under the light.

"Yan Xi, your task today is to accompany boss Huang. Do you know Jin Zongliang shouts to Yan Xi. Maybe he has drunk too much, and his voice is a little out of control.

No problem. I just want to see my indulgence. I'll show you today. Yan Xi thought in her heart.

"Boss Huang, shall we go in and dance for a while?"

"Well, I haven't danced in such a place for many years. Today I just want to compete with the beautiful women."

Yan Xi smiles and drinks the wine in the glass in front of her. Then she stands up and walks to the dance floor.

Mr. Huang naturally follows behind Yan Xi.

One hand climbs up to Yan Xi's waist. Yan Xi turns around and faces Mr. Huang with his buttocks. The two people keep shaking on the dance floor.

Yan Xi has already felt that Huang Zong's hand is getting closer to his private place, but it doesn't matter any more.