84 Chapter 83 looks like a bandit, a hooligan!

"Sports car," the lawyer said in a clear voice. Qin Nan felt doused with cold water, and he instantly sobered up. He looked at the lawyers lined up in front of him. Now that he was seeing their faces up close, he realized that they did not look like respectable lawyers. They looked more like bandits and hooligans!

"Here, take them!" Qin Nan exclaimed as he threw the keys of his beloved sports car to the men. None of them moved to catch the keys, which fell to the floor with a clatter.

Qin Nan's heart ached to see the keys on the floor. He ran forward to retrieve the keys and gritted his teeth as he threw the group of men a question. "Is that person with the surname Qiao a hooligan?"

Seeing the men moving toward him, Qin Nan asked in alarm, "What...what are you doing?" The men picked him up and dragged him out of the hotel.

Qin Nan resisted, but he realized that these people were not regular men. Although he was a satisfactory taekwondo master, he did not stand a chance against them. They were strong and well-versed in the art of intimidation that Qin Nan had no choice but to let them take him away.

Qin Nan's mind was filled with terror. How powerful was Qiao Hanye that his supposed lawyers seemed like martial arts experts?

"Third young Master Qin, I see that you are young and you like to flirt with girls," one of the lawyers said. "What will happen to your inheritance if you die one day? Which of your virgins will inherit your share of the Qin family's wealth? Let us take you to our office so we can properly talk about your will." The lawyer's "invitation" sounded legitimate, but Qin Nan knew that he had just been openly kidnapped by Qiao Hanye's men.

Outside, Qiao Hanye was firmly holding He Lanjin's hand. She tried to free herself from his grip, but Qiao Hanye was just too strong. Hearing Qin Nan yelp as he was taken away by the lawyers, He Lanjin laughed out loud. The scene was so comical that it seemed to be a part of a movie.

"Do those lawyers work for you?" He Lanjin asked curiously.

They looked like lawyers, but she could tell from the way they carried themselves that they were definitely martial arts experts. Qin Nan was a taekwondo master, but he looked like a meek lamb in front of them.

"Yes, " Qiao Hanye replied in his deep voice. He saw He Lanjin blush, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He Lanjin was a little devil, and Qiao Hanye was used to that side of her–it was endearing. But he definitely found her even more irresistible when she reveals her soft and shy side.

"I smell roasted sweet potatoes. I'm going to buy some," He Lanjin said, evidently thrilled. She pulled her hand away from Qiao Hanye, who loosened his grip when he heard the excitement in her voice.

Qiao Hanye smiled as he watched He Lanjin run toward the sweet potato stall. She bent down to enjoy the fragrance of the snack and happily gestured with her small hands. "Boss, give me one, please."

The seller smiled and handed her a serving, saying, "Be careful, it's hot."

He Lanjin reached into her pocket to pay for her purchase, but even before she could take out the money, she heard Qiao Hanye say, "Please keep the change."

"Thank you, young master." The old seller took the money, smiling from ear to ear. He looked at He Lanjin and Qiao Hanye and said fawningly, "Madam, I've seen countless people. I can tell that your husband is definitely a good man."

He Lanjin wanted to explain that Qiao Hanye was not her husband; however, she realized that refuting a stranger was quite meaningless, so she just did not say anything.

Qiao Hanye was expecting He Lanjin to react negatively, so he was tickled pink when she did not say anything.

He Lanjin opened the sweet potato packet and reached in to pinch a small piece. She put it into her mouth, causing her fingertips to be stained with saliva. Without wiping her hand, she again reached into the bag to get a small piece. "Mr. Qiao, do you want a bite?" He Lanjin said as she offered him the piece.

Her almond-shaped eyes were full of cunning, as if she was deliberately teasing him.

She did not expect Qiao Hanye to see through her plan. But he did, and he lowered his head to bite the piece of sweet potato. He Lanjin hurriedly withdrew her hand, but Qiao Hanye caught her wrist and held it firmly. He then bit the fingers that were holding the piece, and slid his tongue to wet her fingers with his saliva.

He Lanjin's body trembled; her fingertips felt numb as if they had been electrocuted. Qiao Hanye really ate the sweet potato!

"Qiao Hanye, you hooligan! He Lanjin's face was as red as a burning cloud. She could not look at Qiao Hanye straight in the eye. She threw the entire packet of sweet potato at him and rubbed her fingertips repeatedly. No matter how hard she tried, she could not wipe away the residual warmth that his tongue had left behind.

The feeling spread to every nerve in He Lanjin's body. It was a strange, but not an unpleasant feeling that warmed her heart.