Yue Tingfeng walked out of the elevator: "Okay, please call me twice first."
Yan Qingsi's teeth were about to be broken. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't care. Mr. Yue, are you sure this is okay?"
"Of course not, I still prefer real guns and live ammunition - open the door."
Yan Qingsi was shocked and said, "I'm really filming outside."
Yue Tingfeng sneered: "Don't pretend to be dead inside, I know you are there. If you don't want to see me have this door cut off, just open the door."
Yan Qingsi was so frightened that her hands trembled and she hurried to the door. She stood on tiptoe and saw the person outside through the peephole on the door. She met his red eyes. Yan Qingsi's legs went weak at that moment.
Even though she knew that he couldn't see herself at this moment, Yan Qingsi still felt a little scared.
The man outside the door had a slight smile on his face, but Yan Qingsi had struggled with danger so many times over the years, and her tactile nerves for danger were very well developed, so something was wrong with Yue Tingfeng.
Yan Qingsi knew that what happened last time was not over, and Yue Tingfeng would settle the score with her sooner or later, and she was unsure.
Yue Tingfeng was very patient. He slowly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt outside the door.
He said slowly: "Don't let me say it a second time."
Yan Qingsi clenched her phone and opened the door with a heart, "How did you know this place?"
Yue Tingfeng ignored her, put down her phone, pushed Yan Qingsi in, and pushed the door shut with one foot.
Entering the door, Yue Tingfeng glanced around with disgust, "A man has come in before."
Yan Qingsi gritted her teeth: "Nonsense, my assistant Tian Tianjin."
"That's a man too."
Yan Qingsi said defensively: "What are you doing here?"
Yue Tingfeng smiled, dropped the phone, took off his jacket, and watched Yan Qingsi raise the corners of her lips, her thin lips bright red, with a bloodthirsty cold light: "Fuck you! Come on, scream twice?"
Yan Qingsi was furious at that time, "Go home and listen to your mother."
Yan Qingsi's face looked very bad, a little pale, and she looked at Yue Tingfeng with anger in her eyes.
Yue Tingfeng approached Yan Qingsi, raised her chin with two fingers, and pretended to be frivolous: "I want to hear my niece scream even more."
Yan Qingsi waved away Yue Tingfeng's hand: "Go away..."
Yue Tingfeng suddenly picked up Yan Qingsi and threw her onto the bed.
"Okay, I also want to roll around on this bed with you. We really want to get together."
Yan Qingsi's heart skipped a beat and she immediately wanted to get up, but as soon as she moved, she was pushed back by Yue Tingfeng.
Yue Tingfeng took off his tie, casually tied Yan Qingsi's wrists, and then tied the other end to the head of the bed.
Yan Qingsi's face turned red with anxiety, "Yue Tingfeng, you're a fucking pervert, let me go."
Yue Tingfeng seemed to be in a good mood. He got up and walked around Yan Qingsi's room until he found a pair of scissors: "Why are you pretending to be a chaste and fierce woman? I don't remember how reserved a woman you are? You have slept with Luo Jinchuan, why are you pretending? young bird?"
Yan Qingsi's face turned pale and she understood everything instantly.
Yue Tingfeng knew that she was in contact with Luo Jinchuan.
Yan Qingsi didn't know how much Yue Tingfeng knew, so she said deliberately: "What Luo Jinchuan, can you explain it more clearly? Why don't I know?"
Yue Tingfeng's teeth hurt a little: "You're still being tough with me. The photo was not very intimate. How was the field trip in the parking lot? You had a lot of fun, huh?"
Yan Qingsi suddenly calmed down, fearing that she would recognize her after seeing the photo. She looked at Yue Tingfeng coolly: "Mr. Yue, what are you doing? Are you jealous?"