Chapter 9

"But! I have a condition

Ling shaotian looks at her with great interest. Her body is tiny, but she leans back. I don't know whether she doesn't want to put too much pressure on her at the moment, or she doesn't want to bully her any more.

"You said..." Ling shaotian said quietly.

Perhaps, this is the devil's posture, focusing incomparably, freely.

"Ten million to Yan Xizheng. He needs the money."

An Xiaoqiao's voice just fell. Yan Xizheng's body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had been hit by something heavily.

If Yan Xizheng just thought that an Xiaoqiao was hypocritically promising to get close to the rich, then the 10 million condition is absolutely sincere love.

Some of his Muna and some unbelievable slowly turned his head and stared at an Xiaoqiao. Yan Xizheng's eyes were bright, and he finally used up his last strength to shout out.

"I'm sorry!"

Then Yan Xizheng fainted.

The picture is very emotional. The room is immersed in a silent atmosphere. Even the bodyguards who are strong-minded and determined are slightly moved.

But Ling shaotian has a black face. It is obvious that an Xiaoqiao is very annoyed by his efforts to give up his life for his old lover. He just takes a fancy to a woman, but becomes a bully.

"What are you doing? Let the best doctor in the family cure him! " Ling shaotian vented all the depression on the bodyguards.

Anxiaoqiao has been holding the heart finally eased down.

"Yes

Several bodyguards will move neatly yanxizheng carried out, next to the man just want to say what was a punch stun.

Only an Xiaoqiao and Ling shaotian are left in the house.

I don't know if it's an illusion. The faint fragrance of hazelnut drifted out, which made Ling shaotian's mind relax again,

"Am I... Overbearing?"

Ling shaotian asked such a question for the first time. The whole person had an unreal sense of loss.

An Xiaoqiao looks at the man in front of him suspiciously. Is this the sun coming out in the west? He tries his best to achieve his goal. Suddenly, he finds out with kindness that he is relieved?

This kind of moment, must not attack the Confessor's psychology, but to help them escape, understanding an Xiaoqiao said: "it's not your hegemony, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Ling shaotian interrupted: "just don't be overbearing, sign it."

In an Xiaoqiao's dumbfounded, Ling shaotian once again handed the prepared contract to an Xiaoqiao.

Or that familiar tone: "in duplicate, in duplicate."

An Xiaoqiao sighed deeply. The contract she tore up last time was returned to her intact. If it didn't count that time, then this time, it was not up to an Xiaoqiao to admit its authenticity.

She deeply knows what kind of man she is facing, whether it's calling the police or going to court, it's the naive behavior of a mantis arm pawning a car.

The only thing that has changed is that we owe 280000 last time and 10 million this time

Don't you say you're tired of it? Why has it become a 10 million debt, which makes an Xiaoqiao see a glimmer of hope from despair.

"If I still have 10 million, can you let me go?"

Ling shaotian leans lazily on the sofa. The curl of smoke covers his beautiful face. His fingers tap the desk very regularly. He knows that this woman can't be too tight.

"Yes... But it's up to you. You can't borrow money."

An Xiaoqiao even breathed a sigh of relief. Although ten million yuan in arrears is a huge sum of money, it's better than that she can't see the end and is tired of playing, which makes people have a sense of expectation.

With trembling hands, she wrote down her name in humiliation, and pressed her fingerprints very formally.

She knows what it means from this moment.

She is Ling shaotian's woman.

So next, is she going to fulfill the contract?

She looked up and looked uneasily at Ling shaotian. The man's cold eyes were like the dark lake.

He raised his head and patted the position next to his lower body on his pitiful face. "Sit here, come to me."

Ling shaotian did not answer her question, but ran out the cigarette end with his backhand, waiting for his prey to fall into the trap.

The fragrance of the familiar hazelnut flower is approaching inch by inch. Ann Xiaoqiao also breathes a sigh. This night, she has witnessed the cold-blooded killing of this man.

If she doesn't behave a little bit, she will annoy him. Is she the next one to be thrown to feed the dog?

Feeling the sinking of the sofa beside her, Ling shaotian reached over her shoulder and drew her close to her, taking a deep breath.

That's the smell. Qinxiang comes to the tip of his nose. He suddenly tightens his arm and turns over. An Xiaoqiao's whole body is empty.

This night, like a long century, and as soon as the blink of an eye.

An Xiaoqiao curled up, looking at the silver moonlight outside the window, gently sprinkled to the quiet of the bedroom, like a short stop after a fierce war.

The torn clothes on the ground are scattered in the moonlight. Ann Xiaoqiao frowns and picks them up one by one. They are still complete, but they can't be worn.

But how is she going to get out of here?

Ling shaotian on one side seems to be asleep, with long eyelashes drooping, chest undulating and breathing steady, which is a replica of a beautiful man.

An Xiaoqiao looked and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Then he touched his cheek, picked up his clothes and ran to the bathroom.