C15 (1/2)

”With so many people, why is it that Young Master Qin has to be us?” Mo Xiaoxiao clearly remembered that there were dozens of women that night. She looked at Young Master Qin without any signs of hesitation: ”Young Master Qin, it's a sin that you want to add to, there's no excuse for it.”

”Shut up, you're the ones who took it.” The tattooed man still wanted to say something, but the sudden splash of red wine on his face made him immediately bow. ”Young Master Qin, I'm sorry.”

Young Master Qin slammed the empty cup down. He got up and walked to Mo Xiaoxiao's side. He squinted at her and suddenly took off the glasses on her nose.

Mo Xiaoxiao subconsciously lowered her head to avoid Young Master Qin's knife-like gaze. It was rare for her to be so close to a man, so she resisted the urge to avoid him.

Mo Xiaoxiao had never seen the necklace before, and Wang Yiling had denied taking it. Young Master Qin did not look like he was framing her. What was going on?

”She took the necklace, and you transferred it. Mo Xiaoxiao, Wang Yiling, do you think I, Young Master Qin, am an idiot for using the name of stealing in the name of an interview? Why would you need to sneak into my banquet when interviewing me? ” Young Master Qin's hands loosened and his glasses fell to the ground. He stepped on his shiny leather shoes and turned around to nod at the bodyguard standing at the door.

Wang Yiling struggled, unwilling to be carried away by the two men. ”No, no! Xiao Nai, save me! Save me!”

At this time, he had a careful look and suddenly realized that Jing Xiaoxiao was very beautiful. It was not the stunning beauty, but a kind of beauty that was reserved in the Eastern tradition, completely different from the women he had played with.

If it wasn't for the fact that the necklace was very important, Young Master Qin would have really wanted to stop here and have a good and tender time with the fairer sex.

A thick chain was tied around Wang Yiling's wrist, pulling her onto a chair. Wang Yiling's hands were tied behind her head, and a towel was stuffed into her mouth. Wang Yiling's legs were pulled apart by the two ropes. The two men held the other end of the ropes in their hands, as they used more and more strength.

The tattooed man grabbed her and pushed her to the ground. Wang Yiling's pained moans sounded out in the room.

Young Master Qin held a friendly face as he looked at Mo Xiaoxiao. His voice turned cold. ”Where is the necklace?”

”In the hands of a man. Your men went in that day.” She looked up at Young Master Qin and said, ”Let her go, I'll take you to get it.”

Young Master Qin waved his hand, and the two men loosened the ropes in their hands, but did not immediately let go of Wang Yiling.