"He’s willing to talk to you. Accompanying him will help with his illness. Name your price."
Qin Miaomiao almost laughed in anger. Another self-righteous man. But, on closer look, he seemed different from those in the underworld—at least he was willing to reason.
"Sir, I don’t need money."
She had jewelry worth over a billion in her bag. Even if she sold it off, she could live comfortably for the rest of her life. She could find a young, handsome man and live the life of a wealthy socialite.
"It seems I’ll have to resort to tougher measures."
Ou Bei Yao chuckled, though his smile resembled that of a bandit:
"Looks like you want to force me, huh?"
With a calm tone, Ou Bei Yao replied:
"I originally thought to let you set the terms, but since you’re unwilling, I’ll have to use less conventional methods."
So, it really was a bandit she was dealing with.
"This is a society governed by law. What you’re doing counts as illegal detention."
"Here, I am the law."
Well, this guy clearly wasn’t someone she could reason with. Qin Miaomiao didn’t bother wasting more words with him. She grabbed her bag and made a direct dash for the door. But he was faster than her—blocking her way, seizing her wrist, and pulling her back inside. She tried to throw him over her shoulder, but instead of tossing him to the ground, she ended up pinned underneath him on the bed instead.
Pinned... on the bed?
Huh. Up close, his looks weren’t much different from Lu Qing’s.
If Lu Qing embodied a refined gentleman, reserved and exuding an aloof, ascetic charm, this man resembled a wolf—his entire aura radiated an animalistic intensity, marked by dominance and raw aggression. Most notably, as he pressed her under him, his body reacted!
And he didn’t bother hiding his reaction!
"I like you. Be my woman."
Huh? Did she mishear him? What the hell had she just heard?
Ou Bei Yao found the woman before him highly satisfactory. She had good looks, a personality that suited his tastes, and most importantly—
She managed to get Xiao Chen to speak. Perhaps, because of her, Xiao Chen’s autism could be cured, which made the idea of her being his woman entirely feasible.
Qin Miaomiao, terrified, kicked him square in the body. She caught him off guard, sending him tumbling aside, visibly in pain!
She had just nailed him where it hurt the most!
"Are you out of your damn mind? Get out of my way, or I’ll burn your house down!"
She wasn’t joking. Being bullied by Lu Qing was one thing—after all, he was her husband and also her financial backer.
But who was this guy? What gave him the right to touch her? Was he tired of living?!
What nonsense! Did he really think she was just a helpless kitten?
Ou Bei Yao, instead of being deterred, seemed even more energized by her reaction. He tugged at his collar, his tailored suit masking his rugged, outlaw demeanor. Yet his eyes and energy revealed his true nature—a man from the criminal underworld. His gaze toward her was uniquely intense.
He adhered to one principle: the woman he wanted—he would steal, take, and make her his.
"So, you like things rough, huh?"
"I like your sister!"
Qin Miaomiao snapped and bolted straight for the exit again. She had to run. If she didn’t, she’d end up stuck here today.
Men—these creatures driven by their lower instincts—would devour her, leaving nothing but bones. Getting intimate with Lu Qing was one thing; at least he hadn’t repulsed her, and sleeping with him was tolerable. But this guy? Damn, she wanted to slap him silly!