man was particularly rigid and stubborn, which made Xiao Heng reluctant to go back to the old house.The old man reached back with his hand, and the old butler behind him immediately placed a document..."Slap!" A crisp sound of a slap echoed through the air.

She looked expressionless. "Are you done"

The cold voice was completely different from the Jian Tong Xiao Heng had known before. Touching his aching left cheek, a hint of anger crept onto his handsome face. "Making a fuss Who's making a fuss with you" he sneered. "Playing Do you understand what playing means I'm playing with you, do you get it now!"

"As he leaned in, Jian Tong suddenly pushed him back and stared at him coldly. "Xiao Zong," she said, her voice sharp, "if you find me repulsive, why are you getting closer Aren't you being pathetic"

Let me remind Mr. Xiao of a fact, no matter what I, Jian Tong, started with, I have the complete "Only Love" in my hands. Mr. Xiao, do you

What do you have in your hands, Xiao Heng

“Even if I slept with a man,” she smirked, really irritated by the person in front of her! She smirked and said: “President Xiao, even if I slept with you, Xiao Heng President Xiao, what’s it to you”

What did she really owe this person This person pushed her back into the abyss just when she was trying to climb out.

This person knows that words can kill, and words can save lives.

"The video is only less than a minute long, Mr. Xiao doesn't even need a minute to kill someone," she said.

If she's wrong, it's only because she's hiding her past.

But can her past truly be just her past

What else did he know

"Mr. Xiao is a busy man, I won't bother him."

Xiao Heng's qi and blood reversed, he was about to go mad, his face contorted as he grabbed Jian Tong, "Yes, I haven't slept with you, it was Shen who slept with you, Jian Tong, you have 'Wei Ai', wasn't it bought by Shen for you"

"My my, you look so innocent. Never would've guessed you were so skilled in bed."

"What did you say!"

"What did I say Don't you know Do I have to make it unpleasant for you to understand"

Someone surnamed Shen won't engage in unprofitable deals. If you don't treat him well, will he willingly spend his money to help you

"You are nothing but a slut. Besides pleasing men, do you have any other skills that would make people look at you differently" Xiao Heng sneered.

"Anyway, sluts love money. You can get on top of them if you have money. If you want money, just say it, I have some."

Jane was trembling with rage!

Xiao Heng pulled out his wallet, fumbled for a wad of cash, flung it into the air, and roared angrily, "Want money Take it!" Then he suddenly thought of something: "Jian Tong," Xiao Heng's eyes flickered with disdain, "I heard you'd do anything for money. Strip, right here in front of me."

Jian Tong's hand hanging by her side was clenched into a fist.

She suddenly picked up a glass of water from the table and splashed it in Xiao Heng's face.

"Xiao Heng, you don't understand me," she said softly.

But the man in a rage, upon hearing this, became even angrier. Besides anger, there was also a thick layer of jealousy: "I don't understand you, only people surnamed Shen do Remember, it was always you who deceived me first!"

"So, this is what you owe me!" Like a beast about to pounce, he pressed her hard onto the sofa in Jian Tong's stunned gaze, tearing at her clothes: "It's all you owe me, you owe me everything. You want to settle even scores

Okay.

Sleep with me one night, just one night. And after that, we'll have no more ties to each other. What do you say"

At first, Jian Tong was stunned, then shocked. A pang of pain still spread through her chest, and before her brain could recover its rationality...

One after another, Xiao Heng's voice came from beside her ear:

"I've schemed and plotted against my best friend, Jian Tong, and I haven't even scorned you for that kind of woman. How about it Sleep with me once, and you'll have paid back what you owe."

She stared at the man whose expression was somewhat manic. This face, in her memory, had always been gentle and sunny. That gentleness and sunshine were once her cherished infatuation, something she didn't want to wake up from too soon. She looked carefully at the face before her, sighing inwardly... The once gentle young boy she had loved could never return.

"You said I lied to you, that I concealed my past," the woman's voice, rough and low, stated. "Xiao Heng, I'm saying this one last time, listen carefully."

I, Jian Tong, have never harbored any ill intentions towards Xia Wei Ming. I have not plotted or schemed against her. Her death, if it must be said that I have anything to do with it, can be described in a phrase from ancient Chinese civilization: "Those who commit many injustices will inevitably perish." This phrase perfectly sums up her demise.

She said, "You believe it or not. That's the truth. You say I owe you the truth, then now, I tell you the truth, I don't owe you anymore."

Having said that, Jian Tong reached out to push Xiao Heng, but Xiao Heng only saw her rejection. The more she did this, the more jealous he became. How could he possibly listen to Jian Tong's words, let alone hear the deeper meaning behind them

At this moment, his mind was filled with: This woman had rejected him, this woman had rejected him again! He had cherished her so much, treating her like a treasure, but she was willing to let the man surnamed Shen touch her, yet refused to let him touch her!

"Don't think you can just get away with a few words. There's no such thing in this world! If Shen could touch you, why couldn't I!" he roared, burying his head to kiss the woman beneath him.

"Xiao Heng! Let go!"

"You're dreaming!"

His kiss was rough and domineering, Jian Tong kept dodging. Xiao Heng reached out to grab her hands, pressing them on top of her head, immobilizing her. He pressed down on her, looking down at her condescendingly:

"Whoever's surnamed Shen gives you money, I'll double it for you!"

"Don't make me hate you."

Looking at the woman's resolute eyes beneath him, Xiao Heng felt a sharp pain in his chest...an unprecedented pain that left him momentarily stunned. Taking advantage of this brief moment of confusion, Jian Tong mustered all her strength and pushed him away with force, using both hands and feet to escape the room.

Having left the private room, he was still flustered and disoriented. Ignoring his injured leg, he took long strides. Around a corner, "bang," he ran into a wall of people.

Before she could utter a word, an iron arm clamped onto her waist. The familiar scent of tobacco from the person enveloped her. As she suddenly looked up, she met a pair of dark, bottomless eyes.

Without a word, she unconsciously pressed her lips together.

The man's iron arm clamped around her waist, tightly, tightly... His cheek muscles twitched constantly, his hawk-like eyes fixed on her face, sharp and unrelenting, locking onto her lips.

A hand suddenly reached up, its long fingers lifting her chin and stroking her crimson, disheveled lips with a thumb. A chill of anger radiated from him.

A faint sound came from ahead, Shen Xiujin suddenly raised his eyelids and looked at the figure in the distance. His eyes narrowed sharply, his cold eyes like blades of ice, shooting towards the person in front of him.n Zhen Dong, that old geezer, wasn't he saying his daughter was the softest-hearted, always leaving some room for others She does everything carefully, thinking ahead and looking back, doesn't sheNons...