61: Chapter 61 Extreme Pulling, This Wave Made Lin Yue's Legs Go Weak

There was still one hour left before the market closed.

The numbers on the stock market could no longer cause the slightest ripple in Qin Feng.

Seeing that everything was under control, he put his arm around Lin Yue and went to the VIP office.

Inside the Blackstone Capital VIP office,

the expensive one-way glass isolated all the noise from the trading hall outside.

Qin Feng was looking through this glass, gazing down at the group of financial elites who looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Before long, all his attention was focused on Lin Yue in his arms.

Lin Yue was held entirely in his embrace, forced to sit on his lap.

The A-line miniskirt of her Chanel haute couture suit had already shrunk up to an extremely dangerous position because of this posture.

Under the flesh-colored silk stockings, a large area of rounded and tight leg curves was exposed to the air.

Qin Feng's hand was placed naturally on top, constantly tracing circles through the thin silk stockings.

"Brother Feng... don't..."

"President Chen and the others... are right outside..."

Lin Yue's face was incredibly red; she could clearly see the reflection of the two of them clinging tightly together on the glass.

That image made her heart flutter and her body go soft.

"They can't see."

Qin Feng's lips were pressed against her ear.

His voice was deep and husky, and his hot breath brushed over her sensitive earlobe.

"Even if they did see, they would only dare to envy me."

His fingers drew circles on the silky surface of the stockings with just the right amount of pressure.

"Mmm..."

Lin Yue's whole body trembled, and a suppressed soft moan escaped from her throat.

Her body instantly went limp, and she could only lean weakly in his arms, letting him do as he pleased.

"Knock knock."

The sound of knocking echoed, and Chen Mo's respectful voice came from outside the door: "Mr. Qin, the market has closed."

Only then did Qin Feng release his hand and tidy up Lin Yue's slightly messy skirt hem, covering that imaginative snowy whiteness.

"Come in!"

Chen Mo pushed the door open and entered, with a trace of fatigue on his face, but more of a fanatical excitement like a survivor of a disaster.

"As of the close, we have successfully absorbed 4% of Tiansheng Group's circulating shares."

"A total expenditure of 580 million."

"According to our model analysis, Wang Tiancheng and his son have sent us at least 1.5% of the chips."

Hearing this number, Lin Yue's small mouth opened slightly, deeply shocked once again.

In one day, nearly 600 million was spent!

"Understood." Qin Feng stood up and pulled up Lin Yue, who was still in a daze.

"Continue tomorrow. If the money isn't enough, I'll transfer more to you."

After saying that, he pulled Lin Yue and walked away under Chen Mo's almost worshipful gaze.

...

There was still over 1.3 billion left.

According to yesterday's consumption rate, the money for today's acquisition battle might not be enough.

Wang Tiancheng and his son would definitely be alert today; it would inevitably be an even more brutal slaughter.

1.3 billion seemed like a lot, but in this capital meat grinder, it probably wouldn't last until the afternoon.

Ammunition must be replenished!

"It seems it's time to go see Ye Qingcheng."

"Let's see what the drop rate is for this Number One Police Flower of Jiang City."

A dark, playful smile curled at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

He could already foresee what kind of wonderful expression would bloom on Ye Qingcheng's beautiful face.

...

Jiang City, South District,

an old police family residential building full of a sense of age.

"Ding-dong—"

The piercing sound of the doorbell broke the silence of the early morning.

Ye Qingcheng was wearing pajamas, heating a glass of milk for herself in the kitchen.

Hearing the doorbell, she frowned impatiently.

Who is it so early?

She walked to the door and peered out through the peephole.

A face she would never forget in her life appeared clearly in the small circular field of vision of the peephole.

Qin Feng!

She pulled the door open abruptly. The anger and humiliation accumulated over the day were about to turn into the sharpest words and burst forth.

However, just as she opened her mouth—

Qin Feng was faster than her.

He didn't give her a chance to speak at all. With a flash of his figure, he squeezed in through the crack of the door.

With a backhand move, with a "bang," he slammed the door shut and deadbolted it!

The whole movement was smooth and seamless.

Ye Qingcheng was dazed by this sudden move. She took two steps back before reacting.

Qin Feng leaned against the door panel, crossing his arms, a playful smile on his lips.

His gaze swept back and forth over her body unscrupulously.

Ye Qingcheng was dressed very casually today.

A gray cartoon T-shirt hung loosely on her because it was oversized.

The V-neck was slightly open, revealing delicate collarbones and a small patch of dazzling white skin.

On her lower body was a pair of light blue plaid cotton trousers, also in a loose style,

yet it still couldn't hide the outline of those amazing long legs.

Her jet-black long hair was tied into a messy bun at the back of her head with a most ordinary black hair tie.

A few strands of stray hair hung playfully on both sides of her face.

She was bare-faced without a hint of makeup, yet that heroic aura was not diminished in the slightest.

Only those phoenix eyes, which were always as sharp as knives, were now wide with anger and shock.

"Officer Ye."

Qin Feng spoke first, breaking the dead silence.

"I waited for you all morning at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau yesterday."

"The staff there almost recognize me now."

"Are you... planning to back out of the marriage?"

"Back out of your mother's marriage!" Ye Qingcheng finally erupted. She was trembling all over with anger at Qin Feng's extremely shameless remarks.

Pointing at the door, she growled with all her strength:

"Qin Feng! Who agreed to marry you!"

"I warn you, right now! Immediately! Get out of my house!"

"Otherwise, I will arrest you right now for trespassing and sexual harassment!"

However, her cheeks flushed with anger and her rapidly heaving chest completely betrayed the panic in her heart.

"Arrest me?"

Qin Feng acted as if he had heard something funny.

Instead of leaving, he took a long stride and sat down on the old sofa in the living room as if he owned the place.

With a "thud," he placed a beautifully packaged luxury gift box on the peeling coffee table.

"With such a big temper, your skin will get worse."

He unhurriedly opened the gift box, revealing a white porcelain bottle with a minimalist design that exuded an expensive aura.

"It's an apology."

"The phone call last night must have scared you, right?"

Ye Qingcheng looked at the face cream, whose brand she couldn't recognize but could tell at a glance was worth a fortune, and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, an even stronger sense of humiliation welled up in her heart.

This trick again!

This vile behavior of throwing money at people again!

"I don't need your stinking money!"

She screamed like a cat that had its tail stepped on and suddenly waved her hand!

She swept the bottle of face cream to the floor!

"Get out!"

The porcelain bottle and the wooden floor collided, making a dull thud.

The smile on Qin Feng's face finally disappeared.

But he wasn't angry; instead, he smiled with interest.

He slowly squatted down, picked up the unharmed bottle of face cream, and unscrewed the cap.

An elegant and high-end botanical fragrance instantly filled the air.

Under Ye Qingcheng's extremely shocked gaze, Qin Feng suddenly stood up and took a large stride forward!

Ye Qingcheng only felt a blur before her eyes, and a powerful sense of oppression rushed towards her.

The next second.

Her shoulder was firmly gripped by a large hand like a steel claw, making her unable to move.

And the other hand, already stained with the fragrant and cool cream, accurately and gently...

applied it to the bruise on her cheek that had faded but still had faint traces.

"Don't move."

Qin Feng's face was less than ten centimeters away from hers.

He could clearly see her pupils slightly dilated due to shock.

He could smell the unique virginal fragrance on her, a mix of shower gel and a faint body scent.

His voice was very light, and his movements were very gentle.

But his words were domineering and left no room for resistance.

"It cost 10,000 yuan; it would be a pity to waste it."

[Ding! Detected that the host has spent 10,000 yuan for the goddess Ye Qingcheng, triggering the wealth roulette!]

Silently chanting: "I am the european emperor..."

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for an explosion of luck! Triggered a 20x cashback! Obtained 200,000 yuan!]

[System Hint: Ye Qingcheng has generated top-level composite emotions such as "Extreme Shock," "Shattered Worldview," "Strong Humiliation," and "Unreasonable"! points +8000!]

Ye Qingcheng's whole body was stiff, and her mind was blank.

The cool cream and his warm fingertips gently traced circles on her cheek.

That touch was strange, unfamiliar, yet carried a hint of comfort that she couldn't resist.

This man...

This bastard...

He... how dare he?!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Qin Feng admired her expression of being completely broken and withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

He stuffed the bottle of face cream worth ten thousand yuan into her cold hand without allowing any refusal.

Turning around, he walked toward the door with swagger.

Opening the door, he looked back and flashed a devilish smile at Ye Qingcheng, who was still frozen in place.

"Come find me whenever you've thought it through."

"My 'proposal' is valid long-term."

The door was closed.

Ye Qingcheng stood blankly on the spot, holding the bottle of face cream that still carried his body heat.

Her eyes were hollow, and she had completely fallen into self-doubt and massive confusion.

Qin Feng had just walked out of the old stairwell when his piercing phone ringtone rang.

It was Chen Mo.

Qin Feng picked up.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Mo's voice immediately came through, grave to the extreme like never before.

"Mr. Qin, something has happened!"