Haijing's Lin God Shocks the World!
The young man had just entered the industry and was at the stage where he thought he was better than everyone else. He still had no idea how deep the waters ran, so he even looked down on Lin Baici.
He thought he could do what Lin Baici did, too.
Nangong Shu didn't care about any of that. She kept grabbing bottles and smashing them over the young man's head. Even after he'd passed out, the boss lady didn't stop.
Fuck!
How dare you slander my man!
Die!
The boss lady had slept poorly and lost her appetite ever since hearing that Lin Baici had been caught up in Qin Palace God's Ruins. She'd lost several pounds in half a month.
She'd thought she was only infatuated with Lin Baici's looks and body, treating him like a young hunk to indulge in. But now she realized she'd fallen in love with him.
It was the kind of love that made it impossible to leave him, body and soul!
Thinking of that, Nangong Shu felt a fire burning inside her. She wanted to scream and let loose, to vent like a madwoman.
But only Lin Baici's powerful thrusts could ease those feelings.
The boss lady was obsessed with the feeling of Lin Baici pressing down on her.
Wine, whiskey, and the young man's blood had mixed together, pooling around him.
The noisy bar had fallen silent. The bandleader hurriedly waved to the jazz singer, telling her to stop singing at once.
Everyone stole a quick, curious glance at the bar, then hurriedly lowered their heads.
Nangong Shu was someone none of them could afford to offend.
"Jasmine Flower!"
Her phone rang.
The boss lady picked it up and glanced at the screen. It was a