Chapter 571
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Mr. Yang did not seem to hear Song Qingchun because he leaned toward her and asked, "What?"
Song Qingchun repeated the question again.
"What is it?" Mr. Yang asked again before moving even further away from Song Qingchun.
As he got closer, Song Qingchun could smell the pungent scent of alcohol and perfume.
She furrowed her brows and instinctively moved to the side to put some distance between the two of them. Then she patiently repeated the question that she had just asked without getting tired of it.
Mr. Yang continued to lean into her until Song Qingchun reached the end of the sofa, and he still did not stop.
Just as Mr. Yang's body was about to touch Song Qingchun's, Song Qingchun finally stood up from the sofa. However, the moment she stood up, Mr. Yang suddenly reached out to grab her wrist.
Song Qingchun tried to pull her hand away. "Mr. Yang, you've drunk too much."
Mr. Yang completely ignored her struggle. With a forceful tug, he pulled her into his arms. Then he pressed his lips against her ear, blowing hot air into her ear as he lowered his voice and asked flirtatiously, "What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly … "
Then, he opened his mouth to nibble on Song Qingchun's earlobe.
Song Qingchun's whole body shivered. Without thinking, she raised her hand to push Mr. Yang's face away from her ear and said angrily, "Mr. Yang, please behave yourself!"
Mr. Yang chuckled as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. "Self-respect? Then why don't you teach me how to behave myself … "
As he said that, he moved his hand that was holding her wrist to her waist and pulled her into his embrace.
Song Qingchun started to struggle instinctively.
Mr. Yang seemed to enjoy her struggle. He pulled her into his embrace and allowed her to move. In the end, he even chuckled and said, "Don't you know? The more a woman struggles, the more impulsive a man becomes … If you continue to move like this, I really won't be able to hold myself back … "
Before he finished, he kissed Song Qingchun on the cheek.
His touch caused Song Qingchun's stomach to churn, and she almost vomited. She pushed away from his shoulders and tried to pull her face as far away from him as she could. In a fluster, she opened her mouth to scream for help.
Mr. Yang did not mind her scream at all. In fact, he said with enjoyment, "Baby, scream as much as you want. Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one will come in …"
Then, he turned around with Song Qingchun in his arms and pinned her down on the sofa. He grabbed both of her wrists with one hand to stop her from struggling, and with his other hand, he lifted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.
Song Qingchun shook her head madly to avoid Mr. Yang's lips. She used all the energy in her body to try to escape from his grasp, but the difference in strength between a man and a woman was too great. She struggled until she was gasping for breath, but she still couldn't escape from the man's body.
The man's lips once again blocked hers. The disgust and disgust in her heart suddenly gave her a burst of strength that she didn't know where she got it from. She broke free from one of her hands and reached for the table beside her. She grabbed something at random and threw it at Mr. Yang's head with all her might.
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