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"You don't hate me, do you?" Young Master Wang growled, flipped over and grabbed Su Ya's wrist, and threw her onto the sofa, then bent over and pressed her down.

Caught off guard, Su Ya pushed Young Master Wang away with his arms as he cried, begging him to let go of himself, "Young Master, I really didn't mean to, I only sold myself at the bar, you can't …"

"The entire bar is mine