The 101st Hot Love

"Half an hour later, Kelly hotel."

When receiving Lu Yanchen's text message, Lin Qiao was accompanying the customer. She attached great importance to the project and her promotion in the next quarter.

So in the face of this almost command message, she hesitated for a moment before replying in a coquettish tone: "I'm doing spa. Will you be late?"

A few seconds after sending, the screen lights up: "don't want your father's oxygen tube to be pulled out tonight, just get over here!"

Lu Yanchen's anger was felt across the screen. Lin Qiao knew that it would be no good for him to stick to it. He cursed in his heart, got up, found a reason to ask for leave with the customer, and hurried to Kelly hotel.

In the hall, she got the room card and went upstairs. As soon as Lin Qiao entered the door, the whole person suddenly soared into the air. The man's familiar breath shrouded behind her, turned over and kissed her heavily against the wall.

Lu Yanchen in the impression was rarely so urgent. Lin Qiao was a little confused. He pushed him away while he was breathing, pretending to be charming and panting: "I haven't seen you for two months. Does President Lu miss me?"

Lu Yanchen put one hand against the wall. Her dark eyes could not see any emotion falling on her face. Her thin lips gently opened: "miss you? Do you deserve it?"

Lin Qiao's face changed slightly, but he soon adjusted. He bent down to get out of his arm, took off his coat and threw it directly on the bed. His exquisite figure teased him. He sat on the bed and looked up at him: "yes, Mr. Lu's miss is for his fiancee. How can he give me a woman who sells herself for money!"

"Just know!"

Lu Yanchen strode to the bed, pinched her chin and directly pushed her down, condescending: "say! Who introduced you to tonight's project? How many men's beds did you climb on the day I was away?"

"Why should I tell you? Who are you?"

Lin Qiao tilted his head and smiled. His curved eyes looked at Lu Yanchen provocatively.

Lu Yanchen sneered: "don't you say it? I have some ways to ask you to tell me!"

He dropped his voice, raised his hand and tore off her clothes, punished the general plunder on her, and let Lin Qiao cry and beg for mercy ring in his ears.

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After finishing the work, Lu Yanchen put on her clothes, took out a bank card and threw it in front of Lin Qiao. She disdained as if she were giving alms to beggars.

Lin Qiao was tossed all over with pain, but when he saw the bank card, he immediately smiled like a flower and shook it in front of his eyes with two fingers: "President Lu has a good reputation and never owes money."

"If I owe money, what will your immortal father do?"

Lu Yanchen lit a cigarette, puffed out the smoke ring and glanced mockingly at Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao's face changed slightly. How could she not hear the humiliation in his words? She didn't speak again. She got up to get her clothes. As a result, the underwear was not put on. The man behind her suddenly pulled her under her again and sneered: "you said, if your father knew that the daughter he once held in the palm of his hand was now willing to climb into the enemy's bed for money, would he never wake up again?"

"Lu Yanchen, don't go too far."

Seeing his deliberate provocation, linqiao gritted his teeth.

"What if I go too far?"

Lu Yanchen suddenly turned around and looked sarcastically at Lin Qiao who was gnashing his teeth: "you have that backbone. Now cut off contact with me and don't get a penny from me?"

He said, glanced down at the bank card thrown on the bed, looked at Lin Qiao's eyes again, mocked and provoked:

"Dare you?"

Lin Qiao bit his lower lip and shot Lu Yanchen at the bottom of his eyes. His hatred can no longer be hidden! He just calculated that she had no other choice now, so he dared to humiliate her so recklessly!

She resisted the gushing anger and suddenly smiled again: "of course I don't dare. Now in the whole a city, who doesn't know that I rely on President Lu to live, how can I cut off contact with you!"

What he said was true and false, but Lu Yanchen was satisfied. He got up from Lin Qiao with his arm, turned to the bathroom, and suddenly stopped at the door:

"By the way, by the way, you don't have to worry about the project of Changfeng tonight. They have signed a contract with Lu."

Lin Qiao was stunned. He immediately understood what he meant, grabbed the pillow and threw it at him: "Lu Yanchen, you bastard! Scum!"

Changfeng is her most valued project at present. She has been following for nearly two months, and he just stole it!

For two years, he played with her like a pet, clapped, threatened her with the treatment expenses of the vegetative father, humiliated and tortured her, and Lin Qiao really couldn't stand it anymore!

Lu Yanchen dodged the pillow, strode to the bed and suddenly grabbed Lin Qiao's neck. All the tenderness on his face due to lust was suddenly replaced by Yin duck: "since you know I'm scum, give me peace! I'm not afraid to tell you that if I don't nod, no one dares to treat your half dead father even if you make more money!"