Chapter 354

"Yes, it's the video of last night. Look at it. How charming and pitiful you were last night. Why did you wake up this morning and completely change yourself?" Han Mingzhe pouted his stubble covered mouth, pretended to be a little angry, and his eyes were full of lust. "I don't like your light to me, but I still like you to be a little more wave like last night."

Yin Wenqi felt that she was out of breath because of the pressure of Mount Tai. It was the first time in her life that she was threatened, and she was still such a shameful handle.

She quickly reached out and wanted to grab the camera in Han Mingzhe's hand, but Han Mingzhe reacted faster than her and didn't get the camera.

"Little baby. It's not good!" Han Mingzhe gently picked up her minibus. The next second, his eyes were full of ferocious power. "I tell you, be my woman. Don't think about any tricks. Otherwise, I'll take the things in this as fried news and make the headlines in s city!"

Yin Wenqi was speechless. Her rapid breathing made the under the deep V collar faint and ups and downs, which really attracted the man's attention.

Han Mingzhe's big hand pressed on Yin Wenqi's chest, "Okay, okay, my good baby, I'm not angry! Come on, let me help you smooth..."

Then he did what he didn't really want to do now, just to vent his anger

Yin Wenqi felt humiliated and shed tears on the bed for the first time. It was always countless men and countless small fresh meat that she could choose. Today, it was her turn to be used. She was lying in the quilt. Although the heating was on in the room and the quilt was made of velvet, she still felt cold. It was so cold that she felt that there was a cold smell in every bone seam.

The sound of water coming out of the bathroom has always only made her feel excited and ambiguous. Now I hear that she is dying.

What if Han Mingzhe threatens himself with that video all his life? What if Han Mingzhe really sends it out? At that time, all the people in s city will know how unruly the eldest lady of the Yin family, the heir of the Yin group, and the little bastard under a gangster are when they go to bed.

No, she will never allow such a thing to happen. Even if Han Mingzhe really let the video flow out one day, she will make it another version.

While she was still thinking about it, Han Mingzhe had already taken a bath and came out. He still had a broken beard, a depressed face and extravagance. He couldn't find a thread on his body, which made Yin Wenqi feel extremely vulgar. She didn't want to see the man. She looked at the curtain with disgust.

Han Mingzhe, wiping his hair, sneered and said, "why? Are you shy or have you bothered me?"

"I just hate you now." Yin Wenqi bit and said.

Han Mingzhe laughed, "hate me, are you qualified? Then he shook the small box in his hand. With this, you are just a little ant in my hand. I can let you die whenever I want!"

"What's the advantage of killing me? Do you want to show it to Qin Haocheng? Don't forget, if Qin Haocheng sees it, you can't live!"

Anyway, even if Qin Haocheng gave her the result because of Han Mingzhe's report, and Han Mingzhe went to the West with her, it's nothing. It's just that there is such a man on huangquan Road, which inevitably makes her feel a little sick.

"Yes, if Lord Qin knew me and you, of course I couldn't live," Han Mingzhe said with interest. "But the angle of this video is good. Without my true face, it can only be said to be a video of you and a man, but there's nothing wrong with me!"

Yin Wenqi originally thought there was a shot of both of them. Unexpectedly, Han Ming was so vicious. Her eyes focused on the small box in Han Mingzhe's hand and said strongly, "can I leave now?"

"Of course, I'm tired today. Come back later!" Han Mingzhe opened his hands with a look of indifference.

Yin Wenqi returned to the gate of qinjiazhuang garden and looked at this magnificent gate. For the first time, she felt that she didn't dare to step in, but she didn't dare again. If she didn't step in and take the lead in suing Qin Haocheng today, Han Mingzhe might have to go to Qin Haocheng to arrange herself one day.

She calmed down, sorted out her clothes and hair, and walked in with her head held high. The bodyguard standing at the door still wanted to say hello to her as usual, "Miss Yin."

"Well," she answered with a reply on her shelf and continued to ask, "where's Lord Qin? I have something to find him."

"Miss, master Qin should be in the main house now. Shall we report to you first?"