Chapter 20

Hearing his father's name, muzixi's steps stopped abruptly and looked back at the man with his back to him in amazement, "how do you know..." How does he know her father? So detailed? Does he know them?

"Of course I know. A woman who owes me 50000 yuan, do you think I will let her go if I don't find out her details?" He turned around sarcastically and faced her. It was clear that he was handsome as the breeze and uncanny, but he was so evil. His eyes were cold and showed no room for her.

Why does she get into such a man? Her face was a little white, and at last she took a deep breath and plucked up her courage and said to him, "I'm sorry, I remember, I don't owe you any money now." So he's not qualified to say she's a prostitute.

"Oh? Really? However, I'd like to know how long your father's daily chemotherapy costs more than 4000 yuan and 100000 yuan. Muzixi, you are just a college student. You use your spare time to work part-time. It's less than 1000 yuan a month. Next time, how do you raise money for your father? In this way, do you have to go out and sell every day? " Once again he let out his cigar in a leisurely way.

But it easily broke the hope of muzixi. Yes, she almost forgot how much money her father needed. Even if she worked hard, she would earn if she didn't eat, drink or sleep.

Sell.

Good decision, good cruel words, she wants to sell herself as an object, repeatedly? Money, what kind of situation will she be forced to.

"No, I forgot. You don't even have the conditions to sell, and you need a place to sell yourself. If you still sell in such a room, you can earn dozens of yuan once. Maybe you can sell without eating or sleeping in one day and earn less than 1000 yuan a day." Chenghaotian said and looked at the empty old house ironically. There is no end to that contempt.

Muzixi clutched the palm of his hand to death, and his fingernails almost sank into the flesh. The body is stiff and trembling slightly. Is he implying that she has just borne so much, only worth tens of dollars? How could he be so cruel. To what extent should her self-esteem be trampled.

She is biting her lower lip and staring at Cheng Haotian. Her eyes are full of unyielding, but her body is shaking. Pain, it is a kind of heartbreaking pain, how strong she is, but he is cruel as an anatomist doctor, using a willow blade to cut off her self-esteem.

"Even if there is a place, I said that your current technology is not worth a thousand yuan." Chenghaotian, like a wolf, gradually erodes her heart and makes her lips purple.

He was so evil, but he stood there spotlessly, full of evil spirits, but with the face of an angel. He stood there, as if there was an insurmountable gap between them, making her feel even smaller.

"But I have a good idea. It's much better than selling it all over the place." He looked down at him, so arrogant, so contemptuous of her existence, as if he had stepped on the world under his feet.

She only felt that she was small and could only be robbed of her self-esteem by him. But she would like to know what his method is. If there was a glimmer of hope, she would do anything.

"Let me take care of you instead of selling it everywhere, shall I?" Speaking, he had left half of his cigar, stepped on it and twisted it out, as if it were crushed together with all of her, leaving her with no way to go.

No! She doesn't want it! This man is a devil! She can't be taken care of by him! What's more, it's also selling! She doesn't want to live without self-respect any more! She wants to live with dignity! Not a slut who lives by selling herself! Once again, her lower lip was bitten with a scar, which was connected with the previous bloodstain. It was so shocking, but it was so striking, which proved that she did not give in.

But chenghaotian felt that he was crazy, so he said this. His mistress has a big truck and doesn't need this undernourished young girl at all. Maybe, it's just because she has a similar face with someone, and he hasn't played enough

He is a whim, but it is his reward and kindness to her. She is the first one he invited However, she is worth it, because she has the expression that those women who worship money and lust don't have, let him look like destroying her impulse again and again.

"I refuse!" She could not bear to hold her fist and roar at him. Her body trembled with strong anger, like a crippled flower that didn't want to bend in the face of wind and rain. She looked at him! In the end, she turned around and ran up the stairs with all her strength when the tears she was about to shed were falling.

Chenghaotian's eyes, at the moment when she turned around to escape, became dark and horrible, like a dark ancient well, and he felt like he wanted to kill people for his ignorance.

"Muzixi, you have seed, but you will find me." The voice of a man, like the curse of a ghost, echoes in the corridor, overlapping echoes, penetrating into her heart. No She will never be another mistress! No more whores! Even death! I will not do it! Tears, wanton, but can not tell, her pain and sorrow