Fated to My Billionaire Husband

The sports car was started in the blink of an eye. As Xiao Lang tried to catch up, Wei Ping blocked him with a brisk stride. Angrily, Xiao Lang shoved him away.

After chasing for a few steps, he turned back and quickly got into his own car.

By the time Jian Yufei came to her senses, their car was already far away.

“Bastard, what are you trying to do? Stop the car!” Furious, she tried to pull at his arm. The car suddenly swerved into a series of sexy S twists on the road, nearly colliding with other cars multiple times.

Ruan Tianling pushed her away with one hand while skillfully maneuvering the steering wheel with the other, showing no hint of nervousness.

When the car finally steadied, Jian Yufei didn’t try to wrestle with him anymore.

“What on earth are you trying to do?”

“Join me for a drink.” The man glanced at her, a teasing grin adorning his thin lips.

“I don’t have time. Stop the car, did you hear me!”

“It’s enough that I have time.”

Jian Yufei bared her teeth in frustration. She already knew he was up to no good. The man was clearly deranged!

The car stopped at the Night Emperor Club. He dragged a very unwilling her inside.

The receptionists saw him and the struggling Jian Yufei.

“Welcome, Mr. Ruan.”

“Call the police, this man has kidnapped me!” Jian Yufei quickly appealed to them for help, but the receptionists paid her no attention, completely ignoring her plea.

Ruan Tianling pulled her closer, his arm snugly wrapping around her waist, “So you’re saying I kidnaped you?”

“Yes!” Wasn’t what he just did equivalent to kidnapping?

“Haha, what do I need from you?”

“Who knows!” snapped Jian Yufei.

“Do you think I would kidnap her?” Ruan Tianling asked the receptionists. They suppressed their giggles and shook their heads synchronously.

They all found it amusing. Ruan Tianling had everything he wanted. Would he really need to kidnap someone?

“See, no one believes that I kidnaped you.”

“…”

He dragged her into a private room and made her sit next to him, “Don’t move, Xiao Lang will be here soon.”

“What are you trying to do?” asked Jian Yufei warily. He had mentioned that he would confront Xiao Lang, so his every move made her anxious and wary.

Ruan Tianling leaned languidly against the sofa, draping his legs over the coffee table: “What can I do? I’m merely inviting you for a drink.”

He clapped his hands and immediately a scantily dressed waitress walked in with a few bottles of wine. Skilled, she opened the bottles, poured the wine, and left without a word.

“Come, first drink with me.” Ruan Tianling handed her a glass of red wine.

“Not interested!” Jian Yufei flatly refused.

The man didn’t mind, he tilted the glass, the beautiful red wine flowed through his sensual lips, his sexy Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed, his good-looking lips stained with the brilliant liquid, enticing and dazzling.

Jian Yufei cursed silently in her heart, quickly averting her gaze.

The next second, she felt a sudden squeeze around her waist, the man next to her leaned over, his wine-flavored lips accurately sealing hers.

Her eyes widened. She tried to close her jaw but it was too late, his tongue dexterously slid in, and the liquid in his mouth was also infusing into hers, quickly sliding down her throat. She was forced to swallow the wine he fed her.

Jian Yufei whimpered in struggle, pushing hard against his chest. The man seized one of her hands, his sucking fiercely, and she felt like her tongue was about to be ripped out by him!