“…” She looked at him. He didn’t seem to be joking, and an unprecedented sense of oppression swept towards her. Had she accidentally made things worse?
Junhao stopped laughing, looking serious: “Remember, from now on, you are my woman.”
“I also ask you to remember, disgusting man, please put away your disgusting tactics. If you come to disrupt my life again, don’t blame me for being impolite.” Carrying her luggage, she turned away proudly, leaving him with a aloof back. An Ke didn’t believe there was no place in this world for her.
Junhao watched her back, tall and slender. Having only met twice, he already clearly remembered her fresh face. His heart was unusually excited. He had to admit that this woman made him want to conquer her. He wanted to hear how her moans would sound beneath him, different from other women. He was good at reading people and could tell if she was pretending to be noble or truly didn’t want his charity. He always got what he wanted, and this time would be no exception.
“Do you know An Hong of XX City, XX Road, XX number?” The voice wasn’t loud, but clear enough for An Ke to hear.
Jun Hao didn’t care about gender boundaries, opening the door and rushing in directly. Finding the bathtub empty, he turned and saw An Ke sleeping soundly against the wall. Without hesitation, he picked up An Ke and threw her directly into the bathtub.
“Ah, help!” An Ke, still half-asleep, thought she was drowning and quickly stood up in the bathtub.
“Did I tell you to come here and sleep?” Jun Hao looked at her with a faint smile, watching her wet clothes cling tightly to her body: “Wash yourself properly. In fifteen minutes, I don’t want to see you looking this dirty.”
Such a person could smile even when angry, no wonder he moved unobstructed in the business world. At this moment, she had an impulse to see what was behind his smile.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Not hearing Jun Hao’s response, she continued: “I know you look down on people like me. Why do you keep making things difficult for me?”
