By this time, Qin Tian had prepared everything in the clubhouse. He held his own intelligence in high esteem. Just one move was all it took to cripple Yang Qi and force Lin Qingxuan to submit before him. The more he thought about it, the more he admired himself.
CREAK!
In front of the clubhouse, Lin Qingxuan's sports car came to a stop. Her expression darkened as she glanced at the luxurious establishment. She swore an oath: if anything were to happen to Yang Qi, she would raze the Qin Family to the ground. But for now, I can't act rashly. I have to rescue Yang Qi first. Once he's safe, I will utterly destroy the Qin Family.
She walked into the clubhouse and was immediately led to a private room. Standing before the door, Lin Qingxuan took a deep breath and pushed it open.
The room was spacious, furnished with comfortable sofas and even a large bed. A man sat inside, savoring a glass of red wine, seemingly in an excellent mood.
