C9

"Mrs. Jing really is a tough little wild cat to tame." The man no longer approached Ran Yao, but sat on the sofa nearby.

The entire body of the Ran Demon shook powerlessly, making him feel dizzy.

"You … Why don't you go? "Why doesn't your word count?"

"Didn't Mrs. Jing hear a word?" The man laughed wantonly. "Men are not bad, but women are not fond of them."

Ran Yao still wanted to take something from the tea table and throw it at the man, but her whole body felt weak and hot, as if she was going to break out of a virtual state soon. An inexplicable sense of emptiness rose up from the bottom of her heart, oppressing her mind, "You … Why are you doing this to me? "

"Heh, I just want to play a game with you."

"You … "Bastard!"

Suddenly, the sound of the key turning could be heard.

The door clicked open.

The eyes of the Ran Demon were blurred. He turned his head around in pain and he could vaguely see Jing Mu Chen standing at the door.

She moved her lips. "Mu Chen, save …" "Me!"

"Gu Dong, you …" Jing Mucheng's hand was still on the doorknob, so he clearly saw the scene inside the room.

Ran Yao's cry for help was like a hammer pounding in his heart.

"Jing Mucheng, I'll give you that piece of land as I said." The man gracefully crossed his legs, his hands resting on the back of the sofa like a superior Paragon. "But when will your last payment arrive?" "Tomorrow is the last day. If I don't get the money, not only will I have to take back that piece of land, you will also have to pay me 30% of the penalty fee."

"Director Gu, can you give me a few more days?" Jing Mu Chen panicked. He wanted to walk inside, but was forced back by the man's cold stare.

"How many more days do you want?" The man's fingers tapped on the back of the sofa nonchalantly. "Heh, I've never made a loss in business, you know."

After he finished speaking, he intentionally glanced at the already unconscious Ran Yao.

Her face was flushed, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Her red lips were slightly open, and her breathing was rapid.

Jing Mu Chen looked at Ran Yao and tightened his grip on the door handle, "Gu Dong wants Ran Yao?"

"Jing Mucheng, you're a smart person." The man smiled in satisfaction.

"I …"

"Of course, you can also refuse. I do not like to force others."

The body of the Ran Demon trembled as he looked at Jing Mu Chen, who was standing motionlessly by the door.

The man was forcing him to decide whether to choose her or the land.

"Mu Chen, save me …"

She hoped that he would chase her away, that he would fill up the emptiness she was close to her limit, and that he would not give her away this time.

She had been in love with him for eight years, going through hardships and hardships for eight years.

But!

Her hopes were still rolling in her heart.

Jing Mu Chen's emotionless words had already reached his ears, "Gu Dong likes Ran Yao, it's her fortune. In the few days that I've raised the money, the Ran Demon is Gu Dong's."

After he finished speaking, Jing Mu Chen didn't even dare to look at the Ran Demon. He turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

The eyes of the three of them were filled with mist, and their originally hot body was now shivering.

She staggered and fell down, just as she was about to fall.

The man stood up and grabbed Ran Yao's arm from behind.

The man pressed his hand against the demon's back, one around her waist, the other under her chin, forcing her to turn her face toward him.

"Mrs. Jing, do you still want to drive me away?"