□□ clothes? And actively humiliating people? Just for five million?
What does she need so much money for?
In Wen Shijue's angry eyes, Xiaodie already had a hint of provocation: "Wen Shijue, do you like to see other people's dignity ruined? I'll satisfy you! Five million is nothing to a person like you?
"
"I was indeed right about you. You are a woman who will do anything for money! Cheap! Cheaper than I thought!" Wen Shijue had already put down the gun in his hand, but his eyes were wandering sharply over Xiaodie's body.
, as if she could already see her naked body through her clothes.
Xiaodie's face seemed to be a bit paler: "Wen Shijue, can you give me a nice word? My aunt, I'm in a hurry!"
"In a hurry? Where are you going? Are you in a hurry to find someone to sell your body to?" Wen Shijue's voice was like an ice knife, making people's hearts feel cold and painful.
"Yes! You are right!" Xiaodie turned around to twist the door lock, but Wen Shijue's body pressed against Ben.
Xiaodie looked at Wen Shijue, suddenly lost her patience, and rushed to fight Wen Shijue. For the first time, she shed tears in front of Wen Shijue: "Wen Shijue, I beg you, please let me out! Wen Shijue!"
Wen Shijue is much taller than Xiaodie, and Xiaodie's blows all fall on Wen Shijue's chest.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiaodie stopped crying and asked when she saw Wen Shijue suddenly frowning, holding his abdomen and bending down.
Wen Shijue seemed to have torn the wound and gasped in pain.
"Ah! You're bleeding!" Xiaodie stood there in panic, remembering the knife she stabbed yesterday.
Wen Shijue supported his body and unlocked the door: "Okay, you win! Let's go!"
Xiaodie looked at him in disbelief that Wen Shijue would let her leave so easily, but Wen Shijue's eyes sternly asked: "Don't want to leave? Do you really want to take off all your clothes and leave?"
"No, no, I'll leave right away!" Xiaodie said, looking at his blood-stained clothes, she felt cruel and stepped out of the door.
The door slammed shut behind you.
Xiaodie had no intention of guessing what Wen Shijue meant, she just wanted to get to the hospital as soon as possible.
In the room, Wen Shijue dialed a phone: "Old Zhou, follow this girl!"
Wen Shijue collapsed on the bed, his palms already feeling sticky and wet. Why was there so much blood? He hadn't been injured in several years, and he had almost forgotten what pain felt like.
Wen Shijue took a slow breath, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the physical pain.
Xiaodie came out of the doctor's office, went to a quiet corner and cried heartily, for Mayfair!
What kind of life was worse than death for Feier, so that during the gang rape, she found the fruit knife on the table and stabbed herself in the body?
Does she want to end this endless purgatory?
But it hurt the uterus!
How will Feier live her life in the future?
Xiaodie hated herself so much! She was the initiator, but it was Fei'er who was responsible for all this!
Xiaodie knows that Fei'er hates her now, but what should she do? Even if she dies, she can't undo the harm to Fei'er!
I'm sorry, Mayfair!
What do you want me to do to make up for my mistake?
Xiaodie huddled in the corner, choking and twitching from crying.