Chapter 6 Frosty

Qin Cang's face suddenly turned as cold as ice, and the anger surged up in his eyes. He stared at Tang Ruxin with a sinister gaze, but did not speak.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, the manager immediately wanted to rub oil on his feet and ran away.

But before he could move away, Qin Cang's gaze swept across him and pinned him to the spot, as if he was playing with a wooden man invisibly.

It forced him to break out in cold sweat and not dare to move.

Tang Ruxin, who was standing next to her, bit her lip and thought to herself that she was really bad. In the blink of an eye, she became sullen again and said aggrievedly: "A Cang, look at my face."

As he said that, the face that was slapped red by Jian Mo was revealed: "Ms. Jian is very arrogant. I just stepped forward and said hello, and then she attacked me."

As soon as she finished speaking, the man standing opposite her suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her chin: "So you will send her to Mr. Li's box?"

"I……"

Qin Cang's eyes were indifferent, and finally he smiled sadly: "Tang Ruxin, I advise you to put away your petty thoughts and be honest."

No matter how bad it was, he knew Jian Mo somewhat.

She is a woman who is extremely arrogant in her bones, but she is tolerant enough on the outside. If others don't provoke her too much, she won't go to the point of taking action.

The strength on her hand increased, and Tang Ruxin burst into tears from the pain: "A Cang, you misunderstood me."

Qin Cang let go and threw the person aside mercilessly: "Is it a misunderstanding? You know it in your heart. My mother likes you, but it doesn't mean that I like you. If you try to target my people again, I don't mind doing anything to you.

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Everyone knows about Qin Cang's cruel methods. People who have experienced many bloody business wars will have no mercy if their hands are clean.

Tang Ruxin was horrified by the coldness in his eyes and did not say anything anymore. She just had physiological tears that could not stop flowing down.

Qin Cang didn't look at her again. He turned towards the manager who was so frightened that he almost flew out: "Where is the box? Lead the way."

The manager nodded hurriedly: "Please, please come with me, Mr. Qin."

Tang Ruxin was left alone, leaning against the floor-standing vase with a miserable look on her face. She twisted her face for a while and changed into a fierce look.

It's all Jian Mo's fault. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have been slapped and treated like this by Qin Cang.

This account will have to be settled sooner or later.

In front of the private room, Jian Mo held her hand on the doorknob and took a deep breath.

In the final analysis, the current situation is one's own fault, but for the sake of a stable life in the future, even if it is painful, I will break my teeth and swallow it in my stomach.

You can always make it through the day.

Thinking about it, Jian Mo opened the door.

The lights were flashing red and green, and many scantily clad girls were surrounding the white-haired old man in the middle.

They were playing a game. A piece of iced fruit was transported from the mouth of the woman sitting outside, and finally fell into the mouth of Old Man Li.

There was constant laughter.

Jian Mo frowned in disgust, and when Old Man Li in the middle noticed her, he put on a fake smile.

The smell of alcohol in the box was overwhelming, and he must have been intoxicated. Old man Li raised his eyes with a squinted expression, not concealing his intention to look Jian Mo up and down.

"This is beautiful, this is so beautiful, come here."

Even if Jian Mo puts on the clothes here, she can't hide her unique and refreshing temperament among this woman who looks like a woman in a hook-and-rail courtyard.

When Old Man Li first looked at her, he became very excited. He pushed the woman with big red lips aside and patted the place next to him.

The woman was pushed away, muttered something irritated, and then glared at Jian Mo again.

Most of them regard Old Man Li's love as a privilege.

Jian Mo really thought: I will give you all this blessing.

Lifting up heavy steps, she reluctantly moved to Old Man Li's side, raised her lips and smiled: "Mr. Li, let me toast you."

When Jian Mo entered the private room, she remembered that she was not stupid and asked for a real waiter.

Anyway, there is no one watching at the moment. Old man Li is very drunk again, so he might as well drink a few more drinks and make a fool of himself.

There are so many beautiful girls here. Jian Mo doesn't believe he can remember which one will overwhelm him.

Old Man Li held Jian Mo in his arms and smiled obscenely: "There's no point in saluting with your hands, and there's no point in drinking, so why not..."

Then, he picked up the red fruit on the iceberg and said, "How about we eat this?"

Jian Mo was almost rolling her eyes due to the smell of alcohol, thinking that this old pervert still had the leisure to do this at such an old age.

"Mr. Li, I have never served you before. Now that we are meeting you for the first time, I refuse to drink a glass of wine. Isn't this just making other people laugh at me?"

Jian Mo spoke calmly. If Mr. Li hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have heard it.

I thought she was acting coquettishly.

"Okay, it's up to you."

Mr. Li took the wine handed over by Jian Mo and drank it in one gulp.

Jian Mo still wanted to pour wine, so her calloused hands reached under her clothes and touched the buttons of her underwear.

She was startled, her mind was racing, and while she was struggling and thinking about how to deal with it, the door was kicked open.

Qin Cang burst in with an angry face. In his eyes, Jian Mo was leaning in Old Man Li's arms and smiling charmingly.

If it weren't for the ambiguous lighting, I don't know how many good shows I would have seen.

It's great that this woman has adapted to her identity so quickly.

I used to be noble, but it seems that it was just a disguise.

"Everyone, get out of here!"

There was no one waiting in the box, so he ran out of the box as if he was running away.

Old Man Li leaned back on the sofa, drunkenly and said, "Who doesn't have the eyes to dare to ruin my good deeds?"

The manager on the side was silently sweating for Old Man Li.

Qin Cang raised his lips, smiled coldly, walked over and poured all the ice wine on the table onto Old Man Li's head.

Old Man Li was sobered up by the biting ice and cold wine. When he saw Qin Cang clearly, he showed an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"Qin, Qin..."

Qin Cang stepped on the sofa with one foot, supported his knees with one hand, and patted his face with the other: "Playing with women, do you want to play with my woman?"

Old Man Li glanced sideways at Jian Mo, too frightened to speak.

"I met your wife once the year before last. She is still young and I think she would like an older man."

Old Man Li woke up as if from a dream, almost kneeling down and grabbing Qin Cang's trousers: "No, everything is my fault, everything is mine..."

Before he finished speaking, I didn't know if he was overly frightened. He rolled his eyes and fainted.

"It's useless." Qin Cang pulled back his foot and looked at the manager: "What are you doing here? Call an ambulance."

…

When the farce ended, Jian Mo was taken to his lounge by Qin Cang.

The man was walking in front, and his footsteps were windy, causing her to stumble two steps at a time, but it was almost as if he was dragging her over.

"Qin Cang!"

It's all good, why are you so angry?
Chapter completed!