Weiran felt that she had not been in the same mood these past two days. It seemed that she could meet this man no matter where she went.
At this time, she could only pray that this man would not recognize her in such a dim environment.
Weiran walked over bravely, squatted down in front of the crystal coffee table, and skillfully mixed the wine.
"Why are you wasting your time? Why don't you quickly pour some wine for Mr. Leng?" On one side of the sofa, a middle-aged man with fat head and big ears said dissatisfiedly to Weiran.
"Mr. Lin can't deny it, it's your turn to drink this wine." Leng Junyi leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, his slender legs crossed together.
From the moment Wei Ran walked in, he recognized her. Today she was wearing hot clothes, and her beautiful white legs were almost completely naked, which was a fatal temptation for men.
Wei Ran moved her body slightly and raised the wine glass in front of the two people. She kept her head bowed deeply and even her breathing was cautious. At this moment, she just wanted to hide herself completely in the darkness.
Leng Junyi took the cup without any pause with one hand and drank all the wine in the cup.
Wei Ran took a deep breath and was about to step back when Leng Junyi suddenly took action and grabbed her chin forcefully.
Leng Junyi's hands were very strong and he lifted up Wei Ran's face. His naturally beautiful little face, even with only light makeup, still had a heart-stopping beauty.
Leng Junyi's mind was in a trance for a moment, but he regained his composure in a moment, and a ball of anger arose in his chest involuntarily.
This woman obviously looked steadfast and unyielding when facing him, but in the blink of an eye, she was in a place like this, betraying herself for money.
Weiran couldn't help but feel flustered, and the place where the man pinched her chin was burning and painful. She pinched her palms tightly with both hands and tried her best to endure it.
"Young Master Leng has really good taste. This girl is a little fairy that makes people want to stop at first glance." Mr. Lin said while staring lewdly at Wei Ran's exposed fair skin.
After Mr. Lin finished speaking, Leng Junyi's face became a little colder. He exerted force on his wrist and pulled Weiran over.
Weiran couldn't control her balance for a moment and staggered into Leng Junyi's arms. She struggled to stand up, but Leng Junyi pressed her hard on his thigh.
The man's big hand gently caressed her slender waist, followed her exquisite curves, moved downwards little by little, and finally pressed on her perky buttocks.
"Master Leng, I'm just a waiter here. I'm not responsible for accompanying you with drinks or making presentations." Weiran gritted her teeth and said this sentence word by word.
However, she knew that this man was so evil that he would not let her go easily.
"Do you always say this to your guests? Can you get more money by playing hard to get?" Leng Junyi stretched out a hand, gently kneaded Wei Ran's earlobe, and said with a smile
A strong color of passion.
"You, let me go..." Weiran twisted her body hard, but still couldn't break free.
Leng Junyi's slender fingers went down along Weiran's hip line and pinched her fair thigh hard, causing Weiran to let out a soft cry of pain.
This man's attack was really heavy. Now her thigh hurt even the slightest movement. She knew that it must be a big bruise without even looking.
"I, Mr. Leng, have no shortage of women. If Mr. Lin is interested, I won't win anyone's love." Leng Junyi said, pushing Weiran to Mr. Lin's side.
"Master Leng, then I won't be polite." Mr. Lin looked at Weiran's naked desire. Now that he had Leng Junyi's permission, he couldn't wait to pounce on her.
As soon as Weiran stabilized her body, the fat man hugged her tightly, and a pair of fat hands carelessly touched her body.
Mr. Lin had an unpleasant smell of alcohol on his body, and Wei Ran felt nauseated as he pressed her tightly into his arms.
Wei Ran kept twisting her body, and Mr. Lin's lips, which smelled heavily of alcohol, kept falling on her face.
After a while, Mr. Lin became a little angry, slapped Wei Ran hard, and cursed: "Bitch, what are you hiding from? Make me feel comfortable, and I can't do without your benefits."
Wei Ran's ears buzzed from the slap for a moment, his whole cheek ached numbly, and his mouth was filled with a faint salty taste.
Before Weiran could react, Mr. Lin had already stretched out his big hand, pulled off her exposed sling, and grabbed the plumpness of her chest with his big hand.
The feeling of nausea became more serious. Weiran had never been so desperate as today. Tears flowed out like broken beads, and her body could not stop shaking.
Weiran turned around helplessly and shouted to the man beside him who looked like he was watching a good show: "Young Master Leng, I beg you to save me..."
She knew that in this situation, no one except Leng Junyi could save her.
"You want me to save you, but there are conditions." Leng Junyi said slowly with a deeper smile on his lips.