Gu Qingxin knew she could not escape today. She resignedly closed her eyes, waiting for the painful slap to come. However, after a long wait, the expected slap never landed. Instead, she found herself being pulled into a solid embrace.
A fragrance of sandalwood mixed with tobacco emanated from the man. She opened her eyes and saw Beiming Han gripping the wrist of the hand that was about to hit her.
"You... Young Master Beiming." The man was completely taken aback, he hadn't expected Beiming Han to intervene when he was about to teach a drink promoter a lesson.
Who was Beiming Han? The eldest young master of the Beiming Family, a family that controlled the economic lifeline of the country. Even though rumors said Beiming Han was not favored by Mr. Beiming, it did not impact his status and position.
"Get out." Beiming Han coldly rebuked, pushing her away by placing his palm on her waist.
