President’s Contract Wife

Hearing his father's name, Muzixi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look at the man with his back turned to him in astonishment, "You, how did you know..." How did he know his father? Know so much detail? Could it be that he knew them?

"Of course I know, a woman who owes me 50,000 yuan, do you think I'll let him go if I don't find out her details?" He turned around mockingly, and faced her, who was obviously as handsome as a breeze under the command of a god. The uncanny face was so evil, and the coldness in his eyes showed no room for her.

Why would she mess with such a man?

Her complexion turned slightly pale, and finally she took a deep breath, and said to him courageously, "Sorry, I remember, I don't owe you any money now." Therefore, he has no right to call her a prostitute.

"Oh? Is that so? However, I really want to know how long your father's daily chemotherapy costs are more than 4,000 yuan. Muzixi, you are just a college student. You use your spare time to work part-time. But it's less than a thousand yuan, next time, how are you going to raise money for your father? From this point of view, do you have to go out and sell it every day." He took a puff of his cigar leisurely again.

But it easily shattered Muzixi's hope.

That's right, she almost forgot how much money her father needed, even if she worked hard and didn't eat, drink or sleep, how much money she could earn.

Sell.

So decisive, such a cruel word, is she going to sell herself as an item, and repeatedly sell it?

How far will money drive her?

"No, I forgot, you don't even have the conditions to sell, and you need a place to sell yourself. If you still sell in such a house, it will cost tens of dollars at a time. Maybe then, you will not eat or sleep all day. If you sell it, you can't earn a thousand yuan a day." Cheng Haotian said, and looked at the empty old house mockingly. There was endless contempt like that.

Muzixi clenched her palm so tightly that her nails almost sank into her flesh. The body was stiff and trembling slightly.

Is he implying that she has just endured so much, and it is only worth a few dozen dollars?

How could he be so cruel. To what extent is she going to trample on her self-esteem?

She bit her lower lip and stared at Cheng Haotian, her eyes were full of disobedience, but her whole body trembled forbearance.

The pain, it was a heart-piercing pain, she was such a strong person, but he was cruel like a dissecting doctor, using a lancet to cut off her self-esteem piece by piece.

"Even if you have a place, I've said that your current technology is not worth a thousand yuan." Cheng Haotian was like a wolf eating into her heart step by step, making her lips turn purple.

He was so evil, but he stood there spotless, his face was full of evil spirits, but he had the face of an angel. He stood there, as if there was an insurmountable gap between them, which made her feel even more small.

"However, I have a good idea. It's much better than you going out to sell people everywhere." He looked at him condescendingly, so arrogantly, so contemptuously of her existence, as if he had already made the world stepped on.

She only felt that she was so small that she could only be robbed of her self-esteem by him again and again. But she really wants to know what his solution is, if there is really a glimmer of hope, she is willing to do anything.

"Instead of selling it everywhere, how about letting me take care of you?" While speaking, he had already dropped half a cigar gracefully, stepped on his feet, and smashed it out, as if crushing everything together with her, leaving her helpless. Way back.

No! She doesn't want it! This man is simply a devil! She shouldn't live like this without self-respect anymore! She wants to live a dignified life!

Her lower lip was bitten by her again, forming a line of blood, so shocking, but so eye-catching, proving her unyielding.

And Cheng Haotian felt that he was crazy even more, so he said such a thing.

His mistress is already a truckload, and he doesn't need this malnourished young girl at all. Perhaps, it's just because she has a similar face to someone, and he hasn't played enough...

He came on a whim, but to her, it was his reward and kindness. She was the first adoptive object he invited...

However, she is worth it, because she has an expression that those women who worship money and lust don't have, making him want to destroy all her impulses again and again just looking at her.

"I refuse!" She clenched her fists and yelled at him unbearably, her body trembling with intense anger, like a residual flower that didn't want to bow down in the face of wind and rain.

She stared at him! In the end, when the tears she couldn't help but were about to fall, she turned and ran away, running upstairs with all her strength.

Cheng Haotian's eyes, the moment she turned around and fled, became dark and terrifying, like a dark ancient well, and felt as violent as wanting to kill someone at Muzixi's ignorance.

"Muzixi, you have the guts, but you will definitely find me." The man's voice, like a ghost's curse, reverberated in the corridor, and the echoes overlapped, piercing into her heart.

No! She must never be someone else's mistress! Even die! Wouldn't do that either!

Tears, wanton vertical and horizontal, but can't tell, her pain and sorrow...