Then does he know that women also have self-respect and have the right to dispose of their own bodies, so why did he torture her to death?!
Chuxue still said calmly: "Mr. Jin, don't doubt my character. You should pay for services. I think Mr. Jin would have charged 58,000 yuan to treat a sprained ankle. The special service just now should be more expensive."
"Don't worry that I can't pay. I can use my credit card or go to the bank for a loan. I will definitely give it to you."
"Do you want to die???" With every word Chuxue spoke, Jin Ting's face became even colder. In the end, he looked like he wanted to kill her, "How dare you treat me as...
…a lowly person in that kind of profession?”
"Mr. Jin Ting, you are the number one scholar in the thirty-six professions. Everyone earns a living by working. At least they sell their own bodies. You inherit an inheritance that is not yours, but you rely on your higher skills in reincarnation."
, why should you despise others?"
"You woman, do you think I really can't kill you?" He pulled her back and stretched one hand to her neck pulse. He felt the regular beating. Her skin was very delicate, as if it were the last time she died.
Good silk satin...
Jin Ting just thought that as long as he pinched her like this, everything would be over, and he wouldn't have to look at the woman he hated the most. The strange thing was that he was clearly out of revenge, playing with her, ravaging her, and making her suffer.
No matter how much pain she suffered, she could not compensate him even one ten thousandth of it!
But who knew that every time he got close to her, smelled her body fragrance, and looked at her moving and graceful curves, he would feel it from the bottom of his heart, like an arrow leaving the string, a loaded gun...
Chuxue closed her eyes: "Come on, if you are willing to be charged with murder, you can kill me here, but Mr. Jin, believe me, I will make you pay the price if I turn into a ghost!"
Jin Ting's eyes changed with thousands of colors, and finally, there was a hint of blood red...
It's better to kill her, otherwise, maybe if this continues, this woman will make herself have other feelings...
His fingers pinched it slowly...
But at this moment, his cell phone ringtone suddenly rang!
Jin Ting glanced at his phone angrily, but was stunned when he saw the number displayed on the screen.
——That was a call from Switzerland.
Amber Senior Nursing Home, Switzerland.
In other words, it is a top-notch mental hospital.
Treats various mental illnesses, including drug addiction, violent tendencies and severe alcohol dependence.
The charges are extremely expensive, the security guards are equipped with regular military equipment, and the walls are all equipped with electricity.
Immediately, Jin Ting took back his hand fiercely and picked up the phone!
Under such a reaction force, Chuxue fell to the ground!
Fortunately, she had fallen too many times in the past few days, so she had experience and precautions and was not seriously injured. She didn't even look at Jin Ting behind her, grabbed her handbag and ran away!
She doesn't want to die!
Why should she die?
Even if she is abused by this devil, even if Mo Haoxuan really gets involved with Sheng Ruxuan, she will not die out of despair! She still has too many things to do, and she still has to take care of Xiaochen! She can't die
!
She was just angry for a moment, she didn't believe in any ghosts and gods, she had to survive before she could think about anything else!
Jin Ting's voice came from far behind: "Xia Chuxue, you will regret it if you run away!"
I will regret it even more if I don’t run away!
Chuxue never felt that she had such good athletic ability. Even in middle school, she couldn't even run 800 meters that fast!
And she just healed her foot injury, which is really awesome!
Goodbye, Mr. Jin!
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Jin Ting's chest heaved violently, and he wanted to pull her back and throw her viciously on the bed. However, in the end, he did not chase Chu Xue, but slowly put the phone to his ear.
——He had to answer this call.
Although it is like the devil's reminder.
In the whole world, only this phone call could strip him of all splendor and glory and turn him back to that lonely child.
The child who lost everything!
A frantic old female voice had already sounded on the other end of the phone, shouting sharply: "You devil, you devil that eats people's hearts and drinks human blood, give me back my Feng'er! Give me back my healthy and lively Feng'er.
... In this world, my mother is the only one left with Feng'er... Feng'er is my only treasure... Why do you want to take him away? Give him back to me! Give him back to me!..."
Jin Ting listened blankly to the familiar harsh words, and his handsome face seemed to sink into the deep sea for a moment. The unruly and flying light disappeared, and what was left was only extreme fatigue and boredom, as if
As if she was deeply tired of this world, the woman on the other end of the phone was still crying: "Jin Ting, you bastard, give Feng'er back to me!"
give me back!
give me back!
——I also want to return it to you, but I can’t...
Jin Ting lowered his arms feebly and held the phone far away.
He couldn't hang up the phone, but he didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear it!
The woman over there seemed to see his every move, and continued to curse: "Are you pretending not to be there again? Get out of here! Tell me! Why do you treat Feng'er like this??? He is
Your biological brother, why do you treat him like this?? What happened to Feng'er is all your fault, all your fault! It was you who cast a poisonous spell, you gave him a poison... You were afraid that he would take away your
Daquan...you are a devil..."
Then, there was a long series of hysterical curses without any logic or order!
Holding the phone tightly, Jin Ting felt that his palms were sweaty and cold. He felt that this hand no longer belonged to a living person.
In the past two years, he has heard such curses, not once or twice, or seven or eight times... and what makes him even more painful is that this woman who cursed him like a witch, was not
The other person is his biological mother, the former Mrs. Jin, Shen Yanran!
After a long while, Jin Ting finally said slowly: "Mom, please stop doing this. Talking so much is not good for your health..."
"Mom?! You call me mom?! Hahahahaha... How could I have a son like you? You are a freak, a devil, born with unclean blood... Get out of here, get out of here! Disappear from me
!”
Jin Ting slowly took the phone back to his ear, lowered his head, and suddenly saw something underground from the corner of his eye.
——It is a flower button.
By the way, when he took possession of Xia Chuxue just now, he accidentally tore it off and slipped it off.
He bent down to pick it up, put it to his nose and sniffed gently, and a light and elegant fragrance filled his nose...
What kind of perfume is this? No, this is not a perfume, this is her smell...
This smell seemed to calm his heart a little bit...
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