C3 Last Opportunity

Under her frightened gaze, the man released his grip on her hair.

However, the man didn't let her go because of this. He suddenly moved closer to her, and before she could recover, he pinched her chin, forcing her to face his scrutiny.

She had a beautiful face and delicate facial features. The peach blossom eyes at the end of her eyes were especially beautiful. At that moment, they were filled with mist, making her look extremely pitiful and touching.

He recognized this face!

As the successor of the Honorary International Group, he had undergone special training. Ordinary sedatives didn't have much effect on him, and it was precisely for this reason that he was able to stay clear-headed throughout the entire process.

When he thought of that night, every time his skin made contact, every single soul-stirring, low, unwilling moan, the hatred in his heart deepened.

This was definitely the biggest insult he had ever experienced in his life.

The tip of the knife came closer and down her cheek, tracing the curve of her chin.

At first, An Xiao unconsciously tightened her body. In the quiet room, she could even clearly hear the sound of her throat rolling.

"I'll ask you one last time, where is the key?"

The man spoke word by word, his fair wrist flicking, the tip of his cold blade drawing circles on the dimple above her mouth.

She pursed her lips, slowly retracted her gaze, and calmed down, "Mister …" I think you're mistaken. I don't know you and I don't know the key you're talking about. "

The man suddenly released her and tossed her away like a rag.

The moment she broke free from the shackles, she dragged her aching leg to the other side of the bed, pulling away from him.

"An Xiaochu, 24 years old, a junior accountant at Rongcheng Group. She is currently living in City A."

The man's brows slightly raised, his long eyelashes casting a shadow across his eyes, making it impossible for her to see his expression.

He wasn't wrong about his own information … What was going on?

An Xiaochu's heart sank as her brain quickly spun. Her alluring peach blossom eyes stared unblinkingly at the handsome face in front of her. "Teacher, even if the information you said is correct, I really don't know you."

Not knowing is not knowing, not to mention some key.

"I'll give you one last chance. Where's the key?"

The man's tone was filled with impatience and his expression became even more gloomy.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to look him in the eye. The man's eyes were very beautiful, and the edges of his slightly raised eyes had an unspeakable charm. However, they did not have the femininity. If they weren't in such a hostile relationship, perhaps she really would have a better impression of him because of his appearance.

"I don't know."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that the man's eyes were completely cold.

With a wave of his long arm, the man grabbed onto her slender ankles and, with a slight tug, pulled her towards him.

Pain... His lower leg rubbed against the linen sheets, causing him to feel a burning pain.

Is this man crazy!? Can't you be gentle with a girl!

She fiercely looked down on the man in her heart.

However, her constant denial completely angered Qin Zian.

An Xiaochu slowly moved her ankle, and a hand shot out to grab her neck.

The room instantly quieted down. An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her charming eyes filled with fear. Her hands subconsciously gripped the man's wrist tightly.

At some point, the blade had returned to his hand. The point of the blade was pointed at her chest!

She could clearly hear the sound of her throat rolling. She could also clearly feel the cold knife cutting through her cotton T-shirt, touching the cold on her skin.

"What are you doing?" His voice was trembling, no longer able to remain calm.

The T-shirt slowly slid off her white body and piled up on the girl's flat belly. Crystal beads of sweat hung on her alluring collarbones. With every breath her master took, they would slide down a few inches, and the two snow-white strands on her chest seemed ready to burst out at any moment.

He clearly remembered that on the woman's left chest, there was a blue butterfly.

No! There was nothing on his left chest!

No, there had to be! It must be her!

The man's gaze fell on her chest and he stared straight at it. His gloomy expression replaced the lust that a normal man should have at this moment.

"You're crazy!" An Xiaochu placed her hands tightly in front of her chest, her cheeks were red, and her voice carried anger. "I said I don't know, but I don't know! No matter what you do to me, I don't know! "

Qin Zi narrowed his eyes as he looked at the person in front of him. The woman lifted her chin stubbornly, the curve of her beautiful neck turning red from her own pinching.

It must be her! If it was any other woman, it would have been her!

An Xiao forcefully held back her tears. The man in front of her was a lunatic!

"Let go, you lunatic!"

Her voice was not very loud, and was even a bit weak, but the word "crazy" truly infuriated him.

Qin Zian quickly retracted his arm.

On her fair neck, her five fingers were clearly visible.

An Xiaochu covered her neck with both hands and breathed heavily.

The corner of Qin Zian's mouth curled up as he calmly looked at her. There was not a single trace of anger on his face, but it was filled with chilliness.

"Woman, if this is only a way for you to attract me, isn't it a bit too clumsy?"

Her voice was magnetic and pleasant to listen to, but the content of her words caused her entire body to tremble.