23. Chapter 23 23 Let you live and you will never die
Mu Chengfeng's tone became lighter: "It seems that the price dropped by 20 cents today."
"Two cents, how much is it?" Ning Yazhi blurted out.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Mu Chengfeng's eyes: "You can't even afford to pay me back for my wine. I'm afraid you know the answer. Are you going to sell yourself?"
"Obscene!" Ning Yazhi was irritated by him: "Who says I can't afford it? At worst, I'll find more jobs."
"Work? Thousands of dollars a month. How much did your job as a flight attendant cost per month? Ten thousand dollars? Oh, how long will it take to pay back? I'm so sorry, I'm not good at math."
What's wrong with calculations is obviously to force her.
Ning Yazhi resisted the urge to yell: "Mr. Mu, you are good at making money, but don't underestimate others' ability to make money."
Mu Chengfeng walked up to her and looked at her forcefully: "So, how do you plan to repay me?"
"You are so rich. You shouldn't care about that little money. Just because I peeped at you sleeping with someone else, do you have to force me?"
Mu Chengfeng licked his lips: "So what?"
"What kind of man is he who bullies a weak woman?" She was furious.
"Wouldn't you know if I'm a man if you try it?" Mu Chengfeng unexpectedly hugged her waist.
"You...you are dirty..." She struggled: "Let me go before you speak."
"I won't let go!"
She was angry: "Mu Chengfeng, you stingy man, what are you going to do to let me go?"
"It's very simple. I don't like you now. Of course I won't let you go easily. I let you go last night just to tell you one thing. If I let you die, you will die. If I let you live, you will.
There is no way I can die." He declared cruelly.
"Don't bully others too much."
He twitched his lips coldly: "Who saw me bullying you?"
"..."
Mu Chengfeng stared at her expression where she was struggling with everything but had no solution at all, and felt relieved in his heart.
"Okay, you send me back to jail." Ning Yazhi simply took the risk. Anyway, she only broke a bottle of wine for him. If jail can help escape this devil, then jail is fine.
"You have a lot of backbone." Mu Chengfeng mocked again, pushed Ning Yazhi away, and crossed his arms: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Ning Yazhi blushed: "Who said I'm not afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of being entangled by you like this. Mr. Mu, you are a person of status, so don't worry about it, okay? Anyway, I promise you, I owe you money
I will definitely pay you back."
"But what should I do if you almost ruined my reputation?" He raised his eyebrows.
She was so angry that she spurted blood: "It's not so serious. It's just a few photos. I'm the one who deserves to be ruined and I'm the one who deserves to be embarrassed. Are you being unreasonable or not, Mr. Mu?"
"What I said is the truth." He replied arrogantly: "Miss Ning, you'd better understand the current situation. If I'm in a good mood, you only owe me 200,000 US dollars. If I'm in a bad mood, even if I sell you to the Middle East as a prostitute,
It can’t compensate for everything I lost.”
"Crazy!" she cursed.
He reached out, grabbed her collar, and said coldly: "Yes, I am a madman, you'd better not mess with me."
He was clearly the one who provoked her, but why did he turn around and say that she provoked him? Who on earth was this person? He didn't listen to her at all. Ning Yazhi really regretted following Nuo An here.
She took three deep breaths and told herself to calm down. The man in front of her was a devil and not a normal person at all. She couldn't confront him head-on: "Okay, tell me what you want me to do before you let me go." Mu Chengfeng's tone.
A little lighter: "It seems that it has dropped by two cents today."
"Two cents, how much is it?" Ning Yazhi blurted out.
There was a hint of sarcasm in Mu Chengfeng's eyes: "You can't even afford to pay me back for my wine. I'm afraid you know the answer. Are you going to sell yourself?"
"Obscene!" Ning Yazhi was irritated by him: "Who says I can't afford it? At worst, I'll find more jobs."
"Work? Thousands of dollars a month. How much did your job as a flight attendant cost per month? Ten thousand dollars? Oh, how long will it take to pay back? I'm so sorry, I'm not good at math."
What's wrong with calculations is obviously to force her.
Ning Yazhi resisted the urge to yell: "Mr. Mu, you are good at making money, but don't underestimate others' ability to make money."
Mu Chengfeng walked up to her and looked at her forcefully: "So, how do you plan to repay me?"
"You are so rich. You shouldn't care about that little money. Just because I peeped at you sleeping with someone else, do you have to force me?"
Mu Chengfeng licked his lips: "So what?"
"What kind of man is he who bullies a weak woman?" She was furious.
"Wouldn't you know if I'm a man if you try it?" Mu Chengfeng unexpectedly hugged her waist.
"You...you are dirty..." She struggled: "Let me go before you speak."
"I won't let go!"
She was angry: "Mu Chengfeng, you stingy man, what are you going to do to let me go?"
"It's very simple. I don't like you now. Of course I won't let you go easily. I let you go last night just to tell you one thing. If I let you die, you will die. If I let you live, you will.
There is no way I can die." He declared cruelly.
"Don't bully others too much."
He twitched his lips coldly: "Who saw me bullying you?"
"..."
Mu Chengfeng stared at her expression where she was struggling with everything but had no solution at all, and felt relieved in his heart.
"Okay, you send me back to jail." Ning Yazhi simply took the risk. Anyway, she only broke a bottle of wine for him. If jail can help escape this devil, then jail is fine.
"You have a lot of backbone." Mu Chengfeng mocked again, pushed Ning Yazhi away, and crossed his arms: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
Ning Yazhi blushed: "Who said I'm not afraid of death, but I'm even more afraid of being entangled by you like this. Mr. Mu, you are a person of status, so don't worry about it, okay? Anyway, I promise you, I owe you money
I will definitely pay you back."
"But what should I do if you almost ruined my reputation?" He raised his eyebrows.
She was so angry that she spurted blood: "It's not so serious. It's just a few photos. I'm the one who deserves to be ruined and I'm the one who deserves to be embarrassed. Are you being unreasonable or not, Mr. Mu?"
"What I said is the truth." He replied arrogantly: "Miss Ning, you'd better understand the current situation. If I'm in a good mood, you only owe me 200,000 US dollars. If I'm in a bad mood, even if I sell you to the Middle East as a prostitute,
It can’t compensate for everything I lost.”
"Crazy!" she cursed.
He reached out, grabbed her collar, and said coldly: "Yes, I am a madman, you'd better not mess with me."
He was clearly the one who provoked her, but why did he turn around and say that she provoked him? Who on earth was this person? He didn't listen to her at all. Ning Yazhi really regretted following Nuo An here.
She took three deep breaths and told herself to calm down. The man in front of her was a devil and not a normal person at all. She could not confront him head-on: "Okay, tell me what you want me to do, and you will let me go."