Chapter 572
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She reached for a random object on the table and smashed it heavily on Mr. Yang's head.
Following a grunt beside her ear, Song Qingchun could feel Mr. Yang's grip on her lessen.
Her survival instinct made her exceptionally quick. Without much thought, she raised her hand and pushed Mr. Yang away from her body with all her might.
Mr. Yang was too preoccupied with the pain on his head to guard against Song Qingchun. The push from Song Qingchun caused him to tumble off the sofa. His back knocked against the marble table, and the pain caused him to suck in a cold breath. A curse escaped his lips.
Song Qingchun did not dare hesitate. The moment Mr. Yang left her body, she climbed down from the sofa instinctively.
She grabbed the bag beside her, turned around, and ran toward the door without a second thought.
In her haste to escape, she did not pay attention to where she was walking. Her high heels stepped on Mr. Yang's leg. Following the man's scream, Song Qingchun staggered. Thankfully, she managed to grab onto the table in time to prevent herself from falling to the floor.
She did not even bother to look at the pain on her ankle as she leaped over Mr. Yang's leg and stumbled toward the door. However, she only took two steps before Mr. Yang reached out to grab her bag. He yanked her backward, and Song Qingchun fell to the floor.
She felt Mr. Yang sit up. Afraid that he would restrain her again, she decided to drop her bag. She let go of the straps and, enduring the pain, pushed herself up from the floor, and pushed herself up from the floor. Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
The moment Song Qingchun regained her balance, her ankle was grabbed. With a scream, she collapsed heavily to the floor again.
Then, Mr. Yang grabbed her by the ankle and dragged her back.
When Mr. Yang saw Song Qingchun's picture, he had already been attracted to her. That was why he had agreed to Tang Nuan's request so easily.
Tonight, when he saw her in person, he realized that she was far more charming than her photos. So, after he entered the private room, he did not rush to make a move on her. Instead, he patiently accompanied her and pretended to interview her for a while.
He had indeed toyed with many women. Even though he had used some underhanded methods, most of them were obtained through his background and good looks. As he drank more and more, the urge in his body became more and more uncontrollable. Therefore, he leaned toward her, hoping to test whether she would submit to him or not.
Who would have thought that this gentle and beautiful girl would be so stubborn to the bone, to the extent that she even made a move against him …
Mr. Yang wiped away the water that fell from his forehead. When he saw it was blood, his eyes turned vicious. He flipped Song Qingchun, who he had forcefully dragged toward him, around. The gentleness and gentleness that he had shown earlier had completely disappeared. He tore at her clothes and lowered his head to bite at her skin.
Following the sound of ripping cloth, Song Qingchun felt a chill run down her neck. She raised her hands to protect her chest in fear. Almost reflexively, she raised her hand to slap Mr. Yang's face.
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