"Nan Yitang, who the do you think you are? You can't even afford to eat right away, and you will give me a face?"

Nan Yitang was pushed, in fact, she couldn't tell who pushed her, and when she reacted, she had fallen to the ground, and a group of people surrounded her, with all kinds of expressions on her faces.

Nan Yitang supported herself to stand up, her feet were cold, and she lost one of her high heels, which fell when she fell, but at this moment she was gone.

"Ah, why are Miss Nan's shoes gone, let's help find them. ”

Everyone laughed and helped her find shoes, watching how the glamorous eldest lady became a joke in the audience with one foot barefoot.

The shoes couldn't be found, Nan Yitang was pulled up by the man, her clothes were torn, she didn't have any expression, she just raised her hand, and smashed the man's head with her only remaining high heels when no one reacted.

The screams started, Nan Yitang threw away his high heels and ran out of the banquet hall barefoot.

The stamina of the wine came up, and she barely found the eleventh floor by holding on to the wall, and she kept wanting to vomit all the way, and her body began to reddened and itched, but she couldn't take care of it.

Nan Yitang heard the sound of a door opening, and the two of them walked out, although the vision in front of them was blurry, but when the tall man with a pale face and handsome and resolute facial features came into her sight, she still recognized it at a glance.

She had never seen Qin Beimu face to face, she had only seen him in front of various magazines and screens, even so, it was enough for her to remember this outstanding face.

Nan Yitang walked up quickly, but as if she was stepping on cotton, she was planted on the ground at once.

"Where did the drunkard come from?" a bodyguard walked over, I don't know if he really didn't see it, and stepped on her hand.

Nan Yitang's throat was so hot and painful that she couldn't even cry out in pain, thinking about standing up quickly, she was here to negotiate with Qin Beimu, how could she be like this?

"Who?"

Qin Beimu raised his eyes and looked over here, but he was blocked by a few bodyguards, and he couldn't see who it was.

"It's a drunken woman. ”

The bodyguard said that he was going to set up Nan Yitang and drag him out.

"Let go of me. Nan Yitang shouted out with all his might, and said hoarsely: "Mr. Qin, Qin Beimu." ”

"Grass, what's your name?" The bodyguard was afraid of disturbing Qin Beimu, so he hurriedly covered Nan Yitang's mouth and dragged the person back despite her struggle.

"Stop. Qin Beimu frowned and followed the voice.

When the bodyguard saw Qin Beimu's fierce gaze, he immediately didn't dare to move, and immediately let go, and Nan Yitang, who was struggling, fell to the ground.

Entering the eyes was Qin Beimu's clean black leather shoes, Nan Yitang raised his head and saw him standing in front of him, his deep eyebrows and eyes hiding deep emotions.

Qin Beimu was also looking at her, condescending, just like their current situation.

"Mr. Qin. Nan Yitang struggled to get up and grabbed his trouser legs.

She was mentally prepared when she came here, even if Qin Beimu wanted her to pay for her life now, she would not have the slightest fear.

Qin Beimu squatted down, his deep gaze falling on her face through the gold-rimmed glasses, and he was at eye level with her.

When he raised his hand towards himself, Nan Yitang closed his eyes and waited for his slap to fall.

But Qin Beimu just pinched her chin and stared at her side face, and when he touched it, Nan Yitang felt pain for a while, and then remembered that he had been slapped just now.

"How did this happen?"

"Mr. Qin, please let the Nan family go. Nan Yitang tried his best to show a humble gesture and prayed: "I don't know where the Nan family has offended you, but everything is easy to discuss, as long as you raise your noble hand and give the Nan family a way out." ”

Qin Beimu still looked at her with a cold face, unable to guess what he was thinking, Nan Yitang looked at him uneasily, always feeling that the air pressure around him was very low, too, after all, it was normal to be unhappy when he saw the murderer who killed his beloved woman in front of him.

"Mr. Qin. Nan Yitang's voice was completely hoarse, and she felt more and more uncomfortable, holding her hand against her colic abdomen.

The watery eyes, the cheeks flushed by the effect of alcohol look particularly attractive under the embellishment of messy broken hair, and the faint yellow light makes her bare pair of slender jade feet particularly reverie, and the bodyguards dare not take a second look, and their eyes dodge.

Qin Beimu didn't speak, took off his coat, and Nan Yitang watched his movements in puzzlement.

When her ankle was caught, Nan Yitang shrank and wanted to retreat, but Qin Beimu directly dragged the person into her arms, and a pair of feet were wrapped in his suit, and she was also held in Qin Beimu's arms.

"Mr. Qin, where are you taking me?"

Unlike those who are high up and have nothing to do with themselves, or who fanned the flames and watched jokes, Qin Beimu was very polite to her, listened carefully to her appeals, took a towel to wipe her hair wet from the heavy rain, and asked the secretary to warm her hands with warm milk.

Nan Yitang thought that he saw hope, and Qin Beimu did nod and promised to help her, but there were conditions.

"I will bring the Nan family back to life, and make sure that you and your family are safe and sound, and I hope you can be my woman. ”

Nan Yitang thought he was joking, but Qin Beimu's appearance looked serious, and his deep eyes stared at her.

She ran away, leaving not a word, and she never thought that the word selling her body would also come to her body.

But within twenty-four hours, her father fell downstairs, and she was lying in the hospital covered in bruises, dragging a wasted hand to agree to Qin Beimu's request, and also put forward her own insistence.

"I can follow you, but I won't marry you. The marriage contract belongs to the person who loves each other, and a transaction is not emotional, let alone married. I know, you like my cousin, but it's a pity that she died. I can meet your needs instead of her, as long as you give me what I want. ”

She sold herself like this, and it was worth selling it very much, in exchange for the peace of the Nan family, and for the resurrection of the Nanling Group.

Qin Beimu is very good to him, gentle and considerate, and follows her everywhere.

If she hadn't clearly known everything that Qin Beimu had done to the Nan family, and she was just a stand-in for her cousin, maybe she would have really fallen into this man's gentle trap.

Yes, you can't sink, you can't be tempted at all.

Nan Yitang opened his eyes in the dark, turned his head to look at Qin Beimu's handsome sleeping face, his eyes gradually cooled, and the only little inner throbbing was quickly suppressed, replaced by coldness.

Murong Chun entered the hospital, and his condition was very bad.