Chapter 397

"Money? I don't need a penny. " Xia Qian replied.

"Wow! Not a penny? " Wen churan didn't believe her words even punctuation marks“ Are you willing to make such a big sacrifice for money? Do you like that pervert? So I'd rather use this way and stay with him? "

Xia Qian raised a sarcastic smile, "you don't have to open your brain or try to investigate me. It's of no use to you. Change your clothes first and I'll take you somewhere. "

"Where are you going?" Wen churan suddenly became vigilant.

The pervert said last night that he would imprison her forever and would let her go out now?

"It's not a good thing to have too many problems." Xia Qian gave a warning with a cold face.

Well

Wen churan stopped asking and picked up his new clothes.

After she came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a expensive silk dress, outlining a beautiful and slender figure curve. With her walking, the light blue skirt moved slightly, just like the waves.

Xia Qian opened the iron gate.

Wen churan thought he could finally see the sun again, but unexpectedly, out of the bedroom, he saw a completely closed corridor.

Like her bedroom, both sides are made of uneven stones.

Did that pervert build a house out of stone?

Xia Qian walked ahead, and Wen churan followed silently.

The corridor twists and turns. I don't know how long it took. Finally, it stopped in front of a heavy stone gate.

Xia Qian pressed the mechanism on one side, and the ground shook slightly, and the stone gate was slowly pushed open to both sides.

Just then, a bright light burst out from the stone gate, and even lit up the whole gray corridor.

Wen churan subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she was completely shocked by the scene in front of her.

Behind the stone gate, there is another "world", which is completely different from her bedroom and this gray corridor!

It was as if she had entered a splendid palace. The marble floor was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the lights embedded in the golden wall, making it more colorful and dazzling.

The same European and American style, exquisite and high-grade furnishings are everywhere, highlighting the aristocratic atmosphere.

On the expensive sheepskin sofa, there were a whole row of women, about a dozen.

Every woman wears different clothes and has different characteristics.

But their eyes are dim. It seems that they have been closed here for a long time and lost their longing and love for life.

Wen churan was stunned. It took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his mouth, "this... What is this?"

As soon as her voice fell, the women turned their heads and looked at her.

From the moment I saw her, the women's eyes lit up one by one like lights.

Being stared at by so many people, Wen churan just felt uncomfortable.

The eyes of those women were like hungry beasts seeing food for a long time, which ignited hope one after another.

Xia Qian asked aside, "do you see it? They have something in common. "

Wen churan looked at the women carefully and shook his head in confusion. "I don't see the difference?"

Height, appearance, age and dress are different.

There is nothing in common.