Chapter 40 pressed him against the wall like an overlord trying to force himself on a bow.

"Mr. Qiao?" He Lanjin asked as she walked toward the balcony and lifted the curtains. Qiao Hanye stood by the window, eyes closed as if he was resting.

Qiao Hanye opened his eyes and walked into the bedroom. He took off his coat, draped it on a chair, rolled up his shirt sleeve and said, "Help me apply medicine to my wound."

He Lanjin closed the curtains after Qiao Hanye, confused. She followed him into the room and took his hand to take a look. The cut that she made on his palm seemed a little inflamed. She let go of Qiao Hanye's hand, saying, "I don't have any medicine here."

"Saliva can be used as a disinfectant," Qiao Hanye said in a low voice.

He Lanjin took a deep breath and looked intently at Qiao Hanye. "Mr. Qiao, you should go to the hospital."

"Oh? Okay," Qiao Hanye answered nonchalantly. He stood up, picked up his coat, and walked towards the bedroom door. He put his broad and thick hand on the doorknob, ready to leave.

He Lanjin hurriedly stepped forward and squeezed Qiao Hanye's hand on the knob to stop him from leaving. She asked in a low voice, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I'm injured and I need medicine," Qiao Hanye said in a straightforward manner. He Lanjin's almond-shaped eyes lit up with a smile. She raised her eyebrows and laughed as she placed her hands on her chest. "Why?" Her Lanjin chuckled. "Are you planning to make me your nurse? I'm sorry, but I won't take you in."

"I saved you from your troubles," Qiao Hanye replied. "Would Miss He abandon her savior?"

Qiao Hanye took a document from his jacket pocket and handed it to He Lanjin. She opened the document and read out loud, "The government has approved the price of Jing Garden land at 500,000 yuan per square meter. The land measures 3,000 square meters, and the total price is 1.5 billion yuan. As your bedroom measures 50 square meters, the daily rate is 2.5 million yuan. Two nights cost 5 million yuan. Last night's dinner cost 3 million yuan, and this morning's breakfast cost 1.3 million yuan. Do you have 9.3 million yuan to pay me now?"

"Qiao Hanye, this is a rip off!" He Lanjin was stunned. This was clearly extortion.

But she also knew at the back of her head that he was right, since the government had approved the starting rate of 500,000 yuan.

As if on cue, someone came knocking at the door. "Ah Jin, I want to come in and talk to you." It was Lu Zifan, intending to win He Lanjin back.

Qiao Hanye suddenly opened his mouth, saying, "You are paying..." He Lanjin rushed forward, covered his mouth with her hand, and pressed his tall body against the wall.

"Don't talk," she said in a low voice.

"Oh?" Qiao Hanye raised his handsome eyebrows. He Lanjin's body pinned his to the wall, and the faint flowery fragrance from the woman's body assailed his nose. She held his wrist with her other hand, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Miss He, this is highly inappropriate." Qiao Hanye's magnetic voice was hoarse.

"Shut up," He Lanjin said coldly. The man's hot breath sprayed on her neck. He lowered his head and his thin lips brushed past her ear, making her feel numb all over. Feeling her body tremble, He Lanjin took a deep breath and resisted the urge to kill Qiao Hanye immediately.

"Ah Jin," Lu Zifan called, growing impatient from standing outside the door. He heard a strange sound inside, so he tried to push open the door. It was, however, locked from the inside.

Perhaps because Lu Zifan was having affairs left and right, he sensed that there was someone else in He Lanjin's room. Just as he was about to break into the room, his phone rang. It was his assistant.

"Young Master Lu, bad news! Your office is on fire," the assistant said anxiously.

Lu Zifan loosened his grip on the doorknob and asked coldly, "And my things?"

"They're all gone. The fire department is afraid that the fire will spread and destroy your entire office. Please come and take a look." The assistant's voice trembled violently, frightened by the scenario.

Lu Zifan heard the sound of glass shattering from the other line. He stared at He Lanjin's room door, turned around and walked away.

When He Lanjin heard the sound of footsteps disappearing into the distance, she started to relax and realize that her body felt very hot against Qiao Hanye, who himself seemed to be running a high temperature. Only then did she realize that she was holding his wrist and pressing him against the wall.