She reached out to cover the light hitting her face, and saw herself in a room with luxurious but very unfamiliar decoration. [26nbsp;]

Only then did I realize that I was still wearing the half-faced mask I attended the dance yesterday.

She took it off her face.

At this time, she was completely stunned by everything in front of her. She lay naked on the bed, covered with bruises.

At this time, the light in front of her was blocked by a figure. She looked up and saw that the man was about 1.85 meters tall. His slender body was only surrounded by a light gray bath towel. He had water droplets hanging on his strong and light bronze skin. His handsome cheeks were tightly tense, and his eyes were narrow and arrogant. At this moment, he looked down at Lan Ruoqing with a sense of oppression.

He snorted coldly, and it turned out that he was not Qi Yuyu, the daughter of the Qi Consortium, who had last night. He suddenly felt familiar with this woman, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

Lan Ruoqing looked at the man and looked around at the traces of the intense love last night on the bed. She naturally understood everything. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she tightly wrapped her bruised body with a quilt.

He Group has many industries, almost all profitable industries are involved, and it is already rich in Europe, so there are so many women who want to try every means to jump on him.

So he showed a disdainful look at this woman in his eyes, pretending to be pure, thinking that women who have been hurt by him, Wei Zizhen, can be the young grandmother of the group? These women are too naive.

Wei Zizhen said coldly and rebelliously, I hate women crying on my bed the most! Get out, I will not be responsible to you.

She was just an inflatable doll who vented last night. She dreamed about what she wanted to get from him.

Lan Ruoqing only felt that her first time was gone, and her whole body was so absurd, and her head was buzzing. The tears in her eyes were faintly crying, but she looked at the cold and arrogant man in front of her with a sarcastic smile. Who would like to take responsibility for you?

As he said that, he grabbed the purple dress scattered on the ground and quickly put it on, leaving without looking back.

After leaving the gate of the high-end club, Lan Ruoqing burst into tears.

Wei Zizhen was not found, and her father was still locked in a detention center. Her first time was gone. Thinking of Shen Sifeng, who was still studying art in France, she felt tears falling like beads with broken threads.
Chapter completed!