My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 762: Qing Yi Gets Drunk

"Go, find Brother Wu, and get a room with special features ready. Handcuffs and whips, prepare them all. I want to ride and whip at the same time!"

Zhang Jingchen, the leader of the Capital City’s Four Young Masters, said while stroking his chin.

Qing Yi stood over one meter seventy tall, and with her mood in the dumps these past few days, she had let herself go, indulging in food and drink every day. Her once tight figure had gotten noticeably chubbier.

However, this slight chubbiness was just right, making her even more attractive to men.

Just like German cars, with their full headlights and heavy chassis, absolutely sturdy and durable.

"Yes, Young Master Zhang!"

A lackey left the private booth and headed towards Lei Wu on the other side.

Although Lei Wu was not one of the Four Young Masters of Capital City nor from a major family, he was the owner of the Cloudy Gorge and had mysterious connections. Thus, the young masters of the Capital City respected him, calling him ’Brother Wu’.

After whispering a few words into his ear, Lei Wu glanced at Qing Yi and nodded his head anyway.

Qing Yi had background support, and so did Zhang Jingchen. If she really ended up drunk and taken advantage of, nobody could blame him.

A moment later,

the lackey returned to the booth and said with a grin, "Young Master Zhang, the room is ready."

"Mhm, no rush, we have a whole night ahead of us. Let’s wait until she’s drunk!"

Zhang Jingchen glanced at Qing Yi’s flushed cheeks, her sexy lips, and the towering curves beneath her undershirt, already picturing himself riding and whipping in his mind.

About half an hour later.

Clang...

Finally, Qing Yi managed to drink herself into a stupor, the bottle slipping from her hand and falling to the floor as she slumped, dazed, face down on the table.

"Young Master Zhang..."

The lackey gave a knowing look, signaling that the opportunity had arrived.

"Hehe, let’s go!"

Zhang Jingchen, followed by several lackeys, swaggered over to where Qing Yi sat.

"Hey, Qing Yi..."

Zhang Jingchen called out feigning concern.

If she were truly the Qin Family’s daughter, Zhang Jingchen wouldn’t dare entertain the thought of laying hands on her. But she was only an adopted daughter taken in by the Family Head of the Qin Family, commonly known as a foster daughter.

It’s very likely that she had already been ridden by the Family Head of the Qin Family, and it was only on the strength of that relationship that she was so arrogant and domineering outside, getting herself a name like the Fierce Mare of Youzhou.

"Hmm... drink, keep drinking..."

Qing Yi lifted her head, gave Zhang Jingchen a look, then drooped it down again.

"Looks like she’s really high. Take her upstairs!"

Zhang Jingchen was secretly overjoyed; this kind of opportunity was too rare to come by.

While the others saw what was happening, no one said anything. The men and women capable of playing in such a place, how many of them were really virtuous? To put it plainly, they were all here for the thrill.

Should anyone step up to stop what was happening, Qing Yi might even complain that they spoiled her fun.

Soon,

the soft and limp Qing Yi was supported by a few of Zhang Jingchen’s lackeys and taken into the elevator.

Upon reaching the room, the lackeys finally exhaled, "This chick is so heavy, doesn’t look it, but she’s all muscle!"

"Hehe, only little kids like skin and bones, I prefer them meaty like this. Alright, out you go!"

Zhang Jingchen waved his hand, and the drooling lackeys closed the door behind them as they left, clearly understanding that such a top-tier woman was not for them to touch.

"Damn, the Fierce Mare of Youzhou, huh? I want to see just how fierce you can get!"

Zhang Jingchen picked up the handcuffs by the bed and cuffed Qing Yi’s white wrists to the bedpost.

Then, he couldn’t wait to throw her jeans on the ground.

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Zhang Jingchen was uncontrollably excited, rubbing his hands, ready to remove Qing Yi’s last line of defense.

"Who’s there..."

Qing Yi, being a martial artist, was still highly alert even when drunk. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a pair of hands reaching for her underwear.

Instantly, her eyes widened, and she lifted her pale long legs to kick out.

Thud...

Damn it!

Zhang Jingchen knew a bit of boxing and could handle ordinary people, but when it came to a expert like Qing Yi, he was no match.

Her kick nearly knocked the breath out of him as he slammed into the wall, developing a large bump on his head.

"Zhang Jingchen, what do you think you’re doing?"

Qing Yi shouted angrily as she quickly circulated her energy to expel the alcohol from her system. She was both angered and flustered—this bastard dared to take advantage of her while she was drunk.

"Qing Yi, just having some fun. You’re not getting any younger, don’t you long for a man? I, Zhang Jingchen, am not bad-looking. If you’re willing, we could become regular fuck buddies."

Seeing Qing Yi awake, Zhang Jingchen shamelessly suggested.

"Why don’t you go back and fuck your mom?"

Qing Yi cursed through gritted teeth.

"Shit, Qing Yi, you’re nothing but an honorary daughter of the Qin Family—a mere dog at best. What are you acting so high and mighty for?"

Zhang Jingchen said with a darkened face.

"You’re calling me a dog?"

With a slight exertion of her hands, accompanied by a crisp snap, the handcuffs broke. She slowly sat upright, squinting her eyes, "Is that how little you all think of me?"

She had agreed to her subordinate’s suggestion to have Zhou Nannan take her place as the young miss of the Qin Family solely because she knew those wealthy heirs from the Capital City might show respect to her face but looked down on her behind her back.

Feeling somewhat inferior deep down, she even yearned to be the true heiress of the Qin Family. And with someone backing her up, she dared to commit such outrageous acts.

Now, with Zhang Jingchen insulting her as a dog, her rage had reached an uncontrollable level.

"Yes, you’re not just a dog, you’re a bitch. I’m going to ride you!"

Zhang Jingchen said viciously.

It wasn’t that he was blinded by lust or unafraid of Qing Yi’s martial strength; rather, he had made preparations. When his men were helping Qing Yi up the stairs, he had secretly administered two powerful imported aphrodisiacs to her.

Once they took effect, she wouldn’t be talking about subduing him; she’d likely be begging him to take her.

"Huff, huff..."

Indeed, Qing Yi quickly sensed something was wrong, feeling a flame spreading throughout her body, even reddening her skin slightly.

"Humph, let me tell you, I’ve dosed you with the strongest drug. You’re not going anywhere tonight. A fiery mare from Guizhou, just the thought of it feels like an achievement!"

Zhang Jingchen said sinisterly, patiently waiting for the drugs to take effect on Qing Yi.

"You son of a bitch, how dare you drug me!"

Qing Yi forced the drug’s effects down with her energy and leaped off the bed, smashing her knee into Zhang Jingchen with a flying knee strike.

"Damn, you crazy woman, you want my life? It’s just a bit of fun, what are you so agitated about!"

Zhang Jingchen exclaimed, terrified, as he hastily dodged.

Boom...

Crack...

Still, Qing Yi’s knee struck his chest, breaking several of his ribs. Zhang Jingchen screamed in pain and then passed out.

"The so-called Four Young Masters of Capital City, what a bunch of crap!"

Qing Yi, still not satisfied, kicked Zhang Jingchen in the groin. The pain jolted him awake, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he passed out again.

"Hmph..."

Qing Yi let out a breath of spite and didn’t linger, quickly putting on her pants and leaving through the back door of Tian Shang Yun Jian.

Because the drug had already taken effect, she was merely suppressing it with her energy. Walking through the main hall could likely tempt other men.

"Taxi..."

Qing Yi, swaying, stood in the middle of the road and hailed a taxi. She had come to Tian Shang Yun Jian to drown her sorrows, so she hadn’t driven herself.

"Hey, you..."

Before the taxi driver could finish speaking, Qing Yi had already pulled open the back door and sat down.

Clenching her teeth tightly, she even overlooked the presence of a man in his forties in the back seat—it was Qin Yu, who had just finished dining with Su Banxia and was returning to the clinic.