Chapter 51 I'm Free to Like Whomever I Want

Lin Qian's heart pounded fiercely as she looked at the man pressing her down, her face flushing red with struggle.

"Mr. Yin, you... you've had too much to drink, haven't you? Get up now!"

"Don't move! Move again, and see what happens."

Yin Moran's voice was hoarse, his dark eyes staring down at the woman beneath him, feeling every cell in his body boiling and clamoring.

He reached out and pinched Lin Qian's small chin, his thin lips parting slightly, "Why won't you accept my proposal?"

Proposal?

What proposal?

Lin Qian was confused, just staring at Yin Moran with her innocent, watery eyes.

Yin Moran's sexy red lips curved slightly, his tone mocking, "Is it because you like romantic, interesting artists? Getting old and still dreaming, huh?"

Getting old?

Still dreaming!

What was this man rambling about while drunk?