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An Qian turned her head and saw a total of seven or eight people walking over.

Each of them was tall and sturdy, as well as tall and big. He was dressed in a black suit. At first glance, he looked like a gangster character appearing in a movie.

The leader wore a silver mask. His figure was not as tall and sturdy as the people behind him, and he completely belonged to the thin and weak scholarly type.

This person was the leader of those forces outside the country, his name was Sang Yan! Of course, this was definitely his fake name in China.

An Qian remained calm in the face of danger, a faint smile still on her pretty face. She opened her mouth and said, "You must be the famous Sang Yan!"

Sang Yan's face was hidden behind the silver mask, but his eyes revealed a trace of astonishment and admiration. He clapped his hands and praised, "Miss An is indeed heroic and unyielding. She is worthy of being Second Young Master Mo's woman."

An Danian's lips curled up slightly. "You're too kind."

Sang Yan's eyes were fixed on An Qian. A trace of abnormal light appeared in his eyes.

"How interesting, catching two of Second Young Master Mo's women at the same time. The two women's performances are as different as the sky and the earth."

Two women? What do you mean! Could it be that they caught Gu Ruoyun as well?

An Qian's eyes narrowed as she asked, "Miss Gu was also caught by you?"

Sang Yan didn't answer his question. The content of his words completely didn't match the matter of him bringing them here. He teased, "A woman is calm and unperturbed. She talks to me with confidence and assurance. The other woman was crying until her eyes went blurry. She was so scared that she almost lost her balance. Haha … It's really very interesting. "

Although he couldn't see the man's face, his laughter and the way he spoke gave off the impression that he was a psychologically perverted man. He could hear it just from the sound of the laughter.

"What do you want?" An Qian's voice turned cold.

The masked man reached out, pulled over a chair, and sat down. His posture was not considered elegant, appearing very casual and frivolous. He put one hand on the arm of his chair and held it in a fist under his chin.

"I originally wanted to see which one of you two women is more important in Second Young Master Mo's heart. But now that I think about it, it seems like I already know the answer. "

An Qian's eyebrows twitched. She had a feeling that the situation wasn't looking good.

The man said leisurely, "You are so calm, so calm, yet you can't shed a single tear even when you are dealing with being kidnapped." Most men don't like it. "

These words were slightly out of An Qian's expectations. The sense of crisis in his heart had been greatly reduced by these words from Sang Yan.

Sang Yan stretched out his hand, the back of his hand facing him, his five fingers spread out wide. As if admiring a work of art, he admired his hands and continued to speak leisurely, "But Miss Gu is different. She was delicate and delicate, weak and delicate. The moment he was frightened, tears would gush out of his eyes. How could a man not like such a woman? Take today's incident for example. When Miss Gu was frightened, didn't Second Young Master Mo also anxiously run over to save her? "

With that, he raised his chin and glanced at An Qian. His bright eyes were sharp. At this moment, a hint of sympathy and pity was mixed within. Don't you feel wronged? "But, there's no other way. This is a man's choice."

An shallowly curved her lips, pretending to be convinced by him. Her face revealed a bit of loneliness.

Seeing this, Sang Yan knew that Fishy had taken the bait. Instantly, the topic of conversation changed, "But I'm different."

An Qian was stunned, and her heart skipped a beat.

As Sang Yan spoke, he stood up and walked step by step towards An Qian. His steps were steady, and his eyes were focused as he walked towards An Qian.

They had always thought that he was thin and not tall, but they had never expected him to be so tall. Even though he wasn't in a hurry, he was still taller than An Qian by half a head. The man steadied himself and crossed his arms, giving off a very proud and aloof feeling.

"I, Sang Yan, have always been a different man from other men. What I like, what I like, is naturally different from them. A woman who is as ill as Xi Shi, a woman who cries and faints at every moment when she is frightened, a woman who begs for mercy, I cannot bring myself to be interested in.

"It is you, Little cutie, who has caught my attention and aroused my feelings."

As he spoke, he lifted his hand and extended it towards the hair on An Qian's shoulder.

An shallow-footed youngster followed and retreated to the side. "Mr. Sang, please behave yourself."

"Self-respect?" It was as if Sang Yan had heard a great joke.

"That's right. It's none of my business who you like, but let me remind you that I don't like you. "Therefore, please have some self-respect!" An Qian coldly said.

"Haha …" "Wonderful!" Sang Yan moved closer to her side, and with a threatening tone, he said, "I like you even more now. Tell me, how am I supposed to behave myself, hm?"

After saying that, he quickly reached out and grabbed An Qian's hair. He brought it up to his nose and greedily sniffed it.

"You smell so good." The man raised his head and stared at her with gleaming eyes.

An Qian secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She couldn't figure out what this man was trying to do. Although his heart was like thunder, he pretended to be calm on the surface.

But it was a woman after all. When you are close to a stranger of the opposite sex, you will always feel uncertain. And her confused, complicated eyes betrayed her.

Sang Yan was so close to her, so how could he not have caught her tiny reaction?

How long could he keep his calm? He really wanted to see how fascinating it was for her to lose her head in fear, to be frightened like a little white rabbit!

He tilted his head slightly and ordered, "All of you, leave." The bodyguards then turned around and quietly left.

An Qian's heartstrings trembled as she sensed that something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, Sang Yan suddenly grabbed her and slammed her against the wall. He controlled both of her arms and raised them above his head, greedily sucking on her tender neck, the kind of fragrance that only virgins would have.

"..." "Let go of me, what are you trying to do …" An Qian struggled with all her might.

"What do I want? Hm? Of course I want you! He asked despite knowing the answer! You're a smart woman, don't ask such childish things. " As Sang Yan spoke, one of his hands began to move erratically.

An Qian knew that struggling with him was just a futile effort. He could use ten thousand ways to get what he wanted. No matter how much she tried to resist, she couldn't do anything about it.

The only thing he could do was to use his wits!