Inside the door, the man lowered his head and fiercely kissed the woman's red lips.

　　The woman's voice was loud and unrestrained, and people could hear her voice through the door, which made them blush and their hearts beat faster.

　　Outside the door, Xiang Wange grabbed the door handle, held her breath, and gently pushed the door open.

　　He saw it.

　　The woman, who was pressed against the wall with half-closed eyes, was called Sun Mi'er. She was a half-revealed star.

　　And the man in a black suit, who was recklessly acting on Sun Mi'er's body, was exactly Lu Jingting.

　　"She's my fiance!"

　　"What the f*ck is this? What a shame!"

　　Today was her engagement banquet with Lu Jingting!

　　As soon as he put an engagement ring on her, he put his arm around her waist and swore to her parents that he would treat her well and wished that they could get married now.

　　The passion of the oath had not yet dissipated, but he had turned to another woman... and was still so impatient. At their engagement banquet, they were so close that they were in such a heated atmosphere!

　　The clothes on his body were meticulously dressed. Sun Mi'er wrapped her long snow-white legs around his waist. Beside the two of them lay a pair of women's pants and a red rose.

　　Xiang Wange's eyes were fixed on the red rose. She rarely gently inserted her hand into his chest's pocket before the engagement ceremony...

　　Xiang Wange's knuckles on the doorknob were white, and humiliation and betrayal were like two sharp knives. With Lu Jingting's movements, they stabbed her in the heart again and again, and her heart was dripping with blood.

　　Liar, b*stard!

　　"Master Lu, is it my good or your little girlfriend's good." Sun Mi'er's voice was soft and charming. She was so sick that she could feel honey. Her name was not in vain.

　　Lu Jingting hurriedly kissed her. "Baby, how can a woman like her be compared to you? You're such a lecher. Let me take good care of you, you little devil."

　　That kind of thing?

　　Xiang Wange trembled with anger. This disgusting b*tch couple could never be forgiven!

　　He absolutely could not!

　　Just as she was about to push open the door and give the shameless bitch a few slaps, she heard messy footsteps coming from the end of the corridor. The speed was very fast, and there were many people. Someone was still saying, "This is a major news. You must take a few more shots."

　　Xiang Wange was shocked. In order to express his affection in front of the people of the city, Lu Jingting invited a large number of reporters at the engagement party.

　　The sound of the footsteps was already very close, and the reporters could see her as long as they turned around.

　　"What should I do?"

　　Xiang Wange was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat. She could guess who the reporter's target was. She was very contradictory. Should she remind the people inside?

　　It was not to cover up for them, but to make this kind of thing known. The most embarrassing thing was himself.

　　However, she hated not to let the ugly attitude of the b*tch couple be exposed in front of the country, so that everyone could see clearly Lu Jingting's ugly face.

　　Love at first sight and love at last sight were all f*cking lies. None of these rich and powerful young masters was a good guy. She agreed to his proposal only when her brain was gnawed by a pig!

　　"What should I do?"

　　At this moment, a big hand suddenly covered her mouth, and her slender waist was held into a strong arm, and her back hit a sturdy chest.

　　By the time Xiang Wange came to her senses, she had already been dragged into the lounge next door.

　　Soon, messy footsteps were heard, and then the sound of the shuttering shutter was heard. Sun Mi'er's scream was full of fear and panic...

　　Xiang Wange was pressed against the door, and the hand covering her mouth was very big. No, it should be said that her face was too small, so the man's big hand covered her mouth, only revealing her pair of almond eyes full of horror and round eyes.

　　Like a frightened young deer.

　　In front of him was a handsome face that looked as if it was carved out of a knife or axe, with deep and three-dimensional facial features and thin lips.

　　Xiang Wange's eyes met the man's eagle-like eyes.

　　Her heart was shocked. Those eyes were too sharp, as if they were going to pierce through her, making people not dare to look straight at her.

　　This kind of gaze was not possessed by a man in his twenties like Lu Jingting. They carried the man's past and future. It was a kind of precipitation of time, which made the man give off an irresistible charm of maturity.

　　Xiang Wange's heart couldn't help thumping wildly.

　　Who was this man?

　　Why was he here?

　　Did the outside reporter have anything to do with him?

　　"Oh, oh!" Xiang Wange shook her head to show her protest, signaling the man to let her go.

　　The man lowered his head, got close to Xiang Wange's ear, and his hot breath went straight into her ear. "Don't move if you don't want to attract the reporters."

　　A low sexy voice came to his ears, and Xiang Wange felt her scalp numb.

　　Outside, Sun Mi'er was still screaming. Xiang Wange had no time to applaud because she had been shocked by the man in front of her.

　　Because of the tension, her chest heaved violently, but she really didn't dare to make trouble again.

　　Their bodies were so close that they almost touched each other. The man looked down at her chest and the color of his eyes dimmed down strangely.

　　When Xiang Wange saw the man's eyesight was different, she suddenly realized something and glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

　　They were so nervous that they didn't notice that Xiang Wange's attention was almost entirely focused on their chests.

　　As she breathed and leaned, her body kept touching the man's hard chest from time to time, as if it was elastic, touching, bouncing, touching, bouncing...

　　Xiang Wange's face was red, anxious and angry. She was so excited that the frequency of her breathing became faster and fiercer, and her body involuntarily hit the man's chest.

　　Xiang Wange was so anxious that she was about to cry. She shot a sharp glance at the man's face. Another man with b*tch's clothes!

　　The man took a deep look at her. When he looked into her eyes, which were obviously afraid but still determined, there was a flash of hostility in his eyes. The other big hand suddenly covered her body and ground her skin.

　　"Oh..." Xiang Wange was completely dumbfounded.

　　She began to struggle, not caring whether the people outside would notice or not.

　　If she had known that she would fall into a wolf's den, she would rather stand outside the door and be photographed by reporters together.

　　Even if he became a laughingstock, even if there was a bottomless abyss in front of him, at least he wouldn't need to suffer such humiliation. Perhaps he might even be able to get rid of that son of a b*tch, Lu Jingting.

　　Xiang Wange cried tearfully, but the man in front of her had no pity at all.

　　His big hand even took off the ribbon of his evening gown in an evil way. His deep eyes were filled with a group of terrifying light. He stared at the crying eyes of the little man under his palm, like a beast that was ready to eat this adorable little man.

　　Hearing his rapid breathing, Xiang Wange's struggling body suddenly became stiff like a block of wood.

　　"No... Oh, don't..." She was scared. She was finally scared.

　　She struggled, but unfortunately, all the words were blocked back into her throat by his palm.

　　Who could tell her the identity of this man who looked angry but was no different from a beast?

　　Not knowing how long it took, just when Xiang Wange thought that he would not be able to escape, the man let go of her, helped her pull the straps, and then opened the door and left.

　　Xiang Wange quickly tidied up her clothes. At this time, she found that all the reporters had left. The door of the lounge next door was open, and there was no one in it.

　　She stood at the door and looked at the red rose that had been trampled on. She clenched her fists.