Special Expert of Beauty CEO
Chapter 48 - 047 Do you want to pin me to the wall?

Chapter 48: Chapter 047 Do you want to pin me to the wall?

Huh, got scared so quickly?

When she heard that Qin Tian was about to share a secret with her, Meng Yao couldn’t help but smirk to herself, thinking, so you’re scared now that you’re at the police station, huh? Humph!

"What secret do you know? Speak," Meng Yao said, picking up her pen.

Qin Tian leaned in and whispered, "I know... your bra is black..."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Meng Yao was stunned, and a surge of anger instantly rose on her pretty face.

"You’re looking for trouble!" She was angry again.

"You don’t believe me? Don’t believe it, check for yourself."

Qin Tian was unmoved and with a guiding look, he glanced towards Meng Yao’s chest.

Following Qin Tian’s gaze, Meng Yao slightly lowered her head and instantly panicked, almost shouting out loud. A blush spread across her face in an instant!

One of her buttons had somehow come undone without her noticing, and the buttons on her undershirt were loose, so both her uniform and the undershirt had a large gap.

And from Qin Tian’s angle, he could see right into the gap—precisely the edge of her bra!

"You, you, close your eyes! Do you believe I will gouge out your eyes? Close them!"

Meng Yao was frantic, quickly lowered her head to adjust her clothes, thinking to herself that it was a good thing the surveillance wasn’t on. If anyone had seen her taken advantage of by this guy, what would people say? How could she continue to work at the police station?

But when she looked up, she saw that Qin Tian hadn’t closed his eyes; instead, he was staring at her, snickering.

Suddenly, Meng Yao felt her face burning with embarrassment. When had she ever been so flustered, to have a man see that part of her, especially a shameless scoundrel!

"Alright, you’ve forced my hand!"

Meng Yao once again adjusted her clothes, fearing that another part of her body had been exposed to Qin Tian’s view.

She sat up straight, took out a registration form with an angry expression.

"Now I ask and you answer, reply truthfully," she ordered.

Qin Tian replied with an "Oh."

"Name?"

"Qin Tian."

"Sex?"

"Hiss... Are you really asking that?" Qin Tian was slightly taken aback.

"Answer when I ask, don’t talk back!" Meng Yao said sternly. "Sex?"

"Male," Qin Tian responded with a smirk.

At that, Meng Yao glared at him fiercely.

"Occupation, home address?"

"Unemployed vagrant, no place to live."

"Answer honestly!"

"I am answering honestly."

"So, you’re trying to be tough, huh! I’ll show you how merciless I can be!"

Meng Yao set down her pen and stood up abruptly.

She pulled Qin Tian to his feet and then unlocked his handcuffs.

"Eh, you’ve had a change of heart, and you’re letting me go?" Qin Tian said with a smirk.

"In your dreams!" Meng Yao shot him a look.

Meng Yao unlocked the handcuffs only to pull out another pair and cuffed each of Qin Tian’s hands separately. Then, she had him stand up and used the handcuffs to fasten his arms to two iron rings in the interrogation room.

In that position, Qin Tian’s arms were raised high, pressed against the wall, as if he was tied to it.

"Hey, beauty, are you trying to ’wall slam’ me?"

"Wall slam your head! Just keep laughing, Qin Tian, you’ll be crying and begging me soon!"

Meng Yao gritted her teeth and relaxed her expression a bit as she glared at Qin Tian, saying:

"According to research, if a person keeps their arms raised for more than half an hour, they start to feel numb and little by little lose sensation, followed by arm pain. I don’t know if this research is true or false, but today, lucky you, I’m using you as a test subject."

As she spoke, Meng Yao’s lips revealed a faint smile.

"Seems I’m quite fortunate," Qin Tian was unfazed and said, "You look pretty when you smile, Officer Beauty, but your temper, it kinda ruins your image."

"Still being a smartass!"

Meng Yao glared fiercely at Qin Tian again, saying, "Let’s see if you can still be a smartass after half an hour. Just you wait!"

After securing the keys, Meng Yao shut the door and walked out of the interrogation room.

It was around midnight, with few people in the police station, the perfect time to deal with Qin Tian.

It wasn’t that she had any personal grudge against Qin Tian, but his mouth was just too annoying, running without a filter. It made her very angry. And that lecherous gaze...

Just thinking about it made Meng Yao somewhat irritated, but since Qin Tian was from the Fire Dragon Gang, interrogating him wasn’t really over the line. Who knows, there might even be some unexpected gains?

Imagining Qin Tian begging for mercy after half an hour, Meng Yao felt a bit smug.

Having reviewed some files in her office for a while, and after about forty minutes or so, Meng Yao checked the time, grabbed a police baton and headed straight for the interrogation room.

"Forty minutes, huh? He must be unable to take it by now," she thought to herself.

As she opened the door and entered the interrogation room, Meng Yao was shocked.

Only the handcuffs remained on the wall; Qin Tian had completely vanished!

"Where is he?"

She searched around but couldn’t find Qin Tian, feeling utterly astonished.

How did he open them? The key to these handcuffs has always been on me.

With so many guards at the police station, where could he have hidden?

Meng Yao hurried to check the surveillance outside the interrogation room and, sure enough, she saw Qin Tian leaving the interrogation room. His entire face was not exposed to the camera as he walked straight out.

She then checked the other surveillance cameras and found that only the one outside the interrogation room captured a glimpse of Qin Tian, but it was just a vague silhouette, unrecognizable. As for the other cameras, it seemed as if Qin Tian had intentionally avoided them—there wasn’t even a trace of him!

"He must be a habitual offender!"

Back to the interrogator, Meng Yao stamped her foot in anger, "Qin Tian, next time you run into this young miss, you’re dead!"

Once her anger subsided, Meng Yao looked down and indeed found two lines of writing left on the record book on her desk by Qin Tian:

"Meng Yao, the beauty, I’m off. Won’t be joining you in sleep tonight, don’t miss me too much. Until we meet again!"

Beyond the two lines of text, there was even a pig’s head drawn. Seeing this, Meng Yao tore the page to shreds in a fit of rage!

"Until we meet again? Qin Tian, you just wait for me!"

...

"Damn, this crazy woman is insane."

Leaving the police station, Qin Tian felt a mix of amusement and disbelief.

To come across such a cop who was indeed pretty and had a good figure, but wow, that temper seemed quite spicy.

"I bet she’ll miss me when she sees the note I left, probably saying ’Ah, Qin Tian, just you wait, don’t you dare fall into my hands,’ haha."

He hailed a taxi and headed straight back to the Green Bamboo Forest Villa.

In the cab, he reported his safety to Wild Boar and the others. They were all surprised to hear that Qin Tian had gotten out so quickly and asked how he managed to escape the police station.

"I’ve heard that Officer Meng is hot-headed. Boss, you offended her and managed to get out of the station without spending a night? How did you do it?" Wild Boar asked with immense curiosity.

"Looks, looks, hehe, Meng Yao saw my dashing appearance and extraordinary eloquence, and she was instantly smitten, even said she wanted to marry me, to be my woman. I rejected her, and then she was heartbroken..."

"Boss, that’s enough. Goodnight!"

"Hey, I haven’t finished yet, Wild Boar..."

Qin Tian could only force a smile as Wild Boar couldn’t even bear to listen to his nonsense.

When he returned to the villa, Qin Tian saw that Murong Fei’s room upstairs was still lit.

Just as Qin Tian was preparing to go to his room to sleep, Murong Fei unexpectedly opened her door and came out.

"You’re back?" she said.

"Yeah," Qin Tian nodded.

"About that..."

She looked at Qin Tian, hesitated for a moment, and then mustered up the courage to say, "Thank you for the massage last time. You said it should be done how often?"

As she finished speaking, her face was slightly flushed.

At that moment, Murong Fei was wearing a bathrobe, her hair pinned up, looking very much like a homey woman, especially with the blush on her face, which gave her a truly feminine charm.

Qin Tian glanced at Murong Fei’s long legs under her long gown, and remembered the scene of the massage from the other night, feeling his heart race.

"Oh, that massage doesn’t have to be regular, about twice a week is appropriate."

After speaking, Qin Tian looked at her and said, "Do you have time tonight? How about I give you another massage?"

"You have time?" she asked.

Ah, when did my beautiful CEO become so caring and considerate?

Qin Tian wondered, but soon found the answer. She seemed to become instantly gentle when she needed a favor.

"Yes, I’m free, an hour or so, I’ll be ready to sleep after that."

"Then, that would be troubling you. Come on up," she said.

Their conversation was very brief.

Qin Tian went upstairs and once again entered Murong Fei’s boudoir, intoxicated by the faint scent in the room.

His gaze involuntarily drifted over Murong Fei, and he swallowed hard, thinking, how do I feel a bit like a gigolo? Damn it, eating her food, living in her house, and now serving her... am I being kept?

"Come here, what are you standing there for?"

Murong Fei was untying her bathrobe at the time, revealing the same sports outfit she had been wearing the previous time.

My goodness, she was up so late, waiting for me to come back and give her a massage, Qin Tian thought, speechless.

He acknowledged and approached the bed.

Having had the experience of a previous massage, Murong Fei consciously lay down on the bed and asked, "Where should we start this time?"

Qin Tian looked at her perfect figure, took a deep breath, and said, "Let’s start with the feet."

She stretched out her immaculate long legs, placing her lustrous feet right before Qin Tian’s eyes, crystal clear, with skin soft and smooth, leaving him enamored.

"Then here I go."

"Mhm."

"If you feel it’s too much, you can tell me."

"Mhm."

The conversation had a hint of suggestiveness, but the man and woman in the room were both very much enjoying themselves.

Qin Tian’s massage skills were unique, and with the experience of the previous time, Murong Fei found herself missing it a bit.

As for Qin Tian, he enjoyed both the close contact with Murong Fei and the feast for his eyes up close—a rare treat indeed.

"Hmm?"

After a few minutes, Murong Fei’s delicate nose twitched, and she opened her eyes, which were initially closed tight.

"What’s wrong?" Qin Tian was taken aback.

"The Chanel fragrance on you, it’s from that Lu Qing?"

She hesitated for a moment, then pursed her lips, fluttered her beautiful eyes, and looked at Qin Tian.