She looked at the clock on the wall, cursing the mysterious man in her heart, saying that it was too late and so fast. At this moment, the long-lost doorbell rang. She put down her sister and walked towards the door of her house.
As soon as she opened the door, a tall man with a slanted punk hairstyle came into view.
The gray-black suit was studded with diamonds of the same size. His arrogant but smiling red phoenix eyes were looking at her up and down, and his long fingers reached for her chin.
"pity."
She opened his hand and gave him a fierce look: "Stop talking nonsense to me. If you think I'm not good-looking, don't buy me!"
He smiled coldly: "Are you qualified to talk to me like this?" He pointed not far away, "Don't want to save her? Do you want to see her sudden death?"
Xia Haitong gritted his teeth and forced out a smile: "Sir, there's no need to pour the tea. Can we sign the contract directly?"
He snorted coldly, took out a formal contract and a special pure gold pen, pointed at the blank space: "Sign here."
She frowned: "Wait a minute, I want to see the contract."
"Is it useful for you?" He pinched her chin, and his thin lips with just the right thickness raised a cold smile, "Woman, your wishes can't change everything. You see, the contract will only delay your sister's treatment.
time, you don’t want her to die while you’re reading the contract, right?”
She shook him off fiercely and looked down at the name that had been signed on it. The name was so artistic that it was impossible to tell what the words were.
He glared at her displeasedly and said impatiently: "Woman, sign here!"
"I know!"
With one stroke of her pen, the words Xia Haitong were firmly printed on the paper. She returned the pen to him angrily and said displeasedly: "Man, my name is Xia Haitong!"
He raised his head slightly and smiled contemptuously: "Are you worthy of letting me remember your name?"
She put her hands on her hips, raised her head at a 45-degree angle, and said confidently: "Men, your tools must also have a code name or a name. I don't know how many women you have and when they are calling me!"
He looked at her with interest and said jokingly: "It is true that I have many women." After a slight pause, he squinted his eyes with a sinister look, "Unfortunately, you have no chance to become one of them.
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She shook her head, and her long ponytail almost hit his face: "I hate those people who think they are pretty and think that all the women in the world will like them."
He grabbed her ponytail and smiled dangerously: "Do you want to die?"
She raised her eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Do you dare to kill me?"
He lowered his head, with a sinister gaze in his narrow red eyes. She put her hands on her hips, with a fearless look in her eyes. A tense atmosphere filled the two of them, as if something was about to break out.
At this moment, a weak voice broke the deadlock.
"Sister...sister...this is...a good boss?"
As soon as they finished speaking, their eyes fell on Xia Haitong's sister. He leaned down and said close to her ear: "I didn't expect that my image in your heart is so high."
"Damn pervert!"
She muttered harshly, which was what she had habitually called him for the past three years.
She turned to look at her sister, her confused eyes waiting for her answer. She took a deep breath, came to her sister, and said with a smile: "Yes, sister, this is a very nice boss, here he comes