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Wang Ya revealed an enchanting smile. The corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a shallow dimple. "I never thought that such a thing would make me weak."

Since the day he came to the Shanghai, Wang Ya had understood that fighting Chen Ming was just walking on the edge of a blade.

"What about you?"

Wang Ya looked at him with a mocking gaze. "You're living a good life now, opening your own clinic and having two beauties to accompany you."

As she spoke, she couldn't stop herself from smiling.

"I want to talk to you about Xiao Wen."

Wu Dong changed the topic.

When he talked about Xiao Wen, he originally wanted to question Wang Ya. However, when the words reached his mouth, it suddenly became a tone of discussion.

"Do you know what your greatest strength is?"

Wang Ya didn't seem to be in the mood to talk to him about it.

"What is it?"

Wu Dong extinguished his cigarette, wanting to see what she wanted to say.

"You're a warm-hearted person who likes to take care of people. You're especially soft-hearted towards women."

Wang Ya grabbed his hand and put her other hand on his chest. "It's perfect for a doctor to do this, but in this circle, this is the biggest weakness."

She leaned closer to Wu Dong, her face brushed past his face and whispered into his ear, "You are not suitable for this circle. However … Little Wen is already a part of this circle. "

"You're just using her."

Wu Dong's voice became louder, "She is different from you."

"Didn't you use me as well?"

Wang Ya took a step back. "Weren't we using each other in the beginning as well?"

Wu Dong could not believe that these words would come out of Wang Ya's mouth.

The friendship between them that had originally been unclear was immediately denied by her.

"I misjudged you. I didn't expect you to be such a person."

Wu Dong sneered, and he suddenly thought things through.

Hadn't she been using everyone around her since he met Wang Ya?

From Chen Wen to him to Xiao Wen, everyone had been played around by her.

Wang Ya threw a cloth bag to Wu Dong. "This is what we agreed upon previously."

Wu Dong recognized the cloth bag, it was the bag containing the Chen Family's secret scriptures.

"Money and goods are settled. None of us owe anyone anything now."

Wu Dong never thought that Wang Ya would throw the manual to him so easily. Moreover, from her tone, it sounded like he wanted to draw a clear line between them.

Wu Dong was stunned, he did not understand Wang Ya's intention.

Wang Ya continued regretfully, "I can't help you with your cultivation now. I have already obtained specific information: Chen Ming's cultivation is above the seventh floor of the mental state. "No matter how hard I try, I can't catch up. If I want revenge, I must use other methods."

Wang Ya had always been a decisive person. Initially, she was infatuated with firearms, believing that they could deal with enemies. However, she slowly discovered that their effectiveness in dealing with true experts was negligible.

Later on, she became infatuated with all sorts of medicines, hoping to find a way to quickly increase her cultivation. However, the results were not satisfactory.

She also wanted to cultivate with Wu Dong, but she couldn't wait too long.

And now she had found a new way.

From the moment she framed Chen Wen, she had already begun to implement a plan.

Wu Dong weighed the secret manual in his hand; he did not know whether he should be happy or sad, and should be angry or hate.

This was good as well. It was best for him to draw a clear line between himself and Wang Ya as soon as possible.

Wu Dong turned and left.

"One more thing."

Wang Ya looked at his back and said, "I have one more thing I need your help with."

"Why should I help you?"

Wu Dong scoffed, "Do you have anything that I need?"

"School infectious disease, do you have a cure for it?"

Wang Ya took a step forward and asked, "As long as you are willing to hand it over …"

"What if you are willing to hand it over? So what if you're not willing to hand it over? "

Wu Dong revealed a look of disgust, the naked Wang Ya's words made him feel disgusted.

"Anything you want?"

Wang Ya took off her hair, swung it around, and let it fall. Her originally young girl's aura gradually dissipated as a mature and bewitching woman slowly took shape, "You want money? Or me? "

Was this still the Wang Ya he knew?

Wu Dong looked at Wang Ya, as if he was looking at a completely unfamiliar person.

How could she calmly and bluntly say such a naked deal?

Wu Dong only wanted to take the girls in the room and quickly distance himself from this woman. But what did he think of in that instant?

Since Wang Ya wanted to make a deal, he would make a deal with her.

"It's just a prescription. Even if the medical company doesn't look all over the world, I will still think of ways to save those students."

Wu Dong turned around and moved closer to Wang Ya, "You can have the prescription, but my request is that from today onwards, you cannot meet with Xiao Wen again."

"That's not something I can decide. Xiao Wen is a free person."

Wang Ya shook her head.

Xiao Wen was now dead set on following Wang Ya. She wouldn't easily change her mind.

Wu Dong grabbed Wang Ya's wrist. Wang Ya did not resist at all, and even if she resisted, she would not be Wu Dong's match.

Wu Dong said in a low voice: "This is your goal."

He guessed maliciously, "You want to use Little Wen to threaten me."

Wang Ya wrapped her arms around Wu Dong's waist and stuck close to him, "That's right, if possible, I would use the other women by your side to threaten you."

She whispered into Wu Dong's ear, like a scorpion spitting its tongue out while raising its head.

Wu Dong held onto her wrist tightly, like a metal hoop: "You dare to touch them!"

"What will happen to you?"

Wang Ya did not seem to feel anything, "Would you want to save Jiang Xue even more? Or do you want to save Li Ziruo more? "

She tiptoed and smiled at Wu Dong, "It must be hard to choose between the two!"

Wu Dong pulled her close as if he was a criminal, but then let go of his body. He laughed at himself and said: "Whatever you say. From now on, we don't owe each other anything, so you'd better not provoke me. "

He turned around and took a step forward. Wang Ya's voice came again.

"You still like me."

Wang Ya's high heels made a light sound, as if she was stepping on ice. "It's hard for you to do anything to me, right? Have you ever thought that I would do anything to get what I want? "I will make you regret rejecting my proposal …"

Wang Ya walked closer and closer. Her voice sounded like she was flirting, but every word was a direct threat.

Wu Dong could not take it anymore and pushed Wang Ya against the wall on the side of the balcony. The purple vine tea table was turned over, the wine cups on it were in a mess, the heavy wine bottles were scattered all over the floor.

"That's what you want."

Wu Dong gritted his teeth as he stared at her.

He hoped for Wang Ya. Even though he knew that she had done many things that he could not accept, he still could not hate her.

She was like a hair on Wu Dong's heart, the itch was unbearable, but there was nothing she could do.

Wang Ya's eyes flashed, as if she was talking about endless love and gentleness, she reached out to touch Wu Dong's shoulder. "Is the mark of my bite still there? Why can't I leave you a scar? "

Wu Dong stared at her passionate lips. He felt an urge to love and hate that was hard to suppress.

He grabbed Wang Ya's head and kissed it vigorously.

Wang Ya's hands had also grabbed onto Wu Dong's shirt's collar and ripped it open, breaking all the buttons on it.

"Ah!"

Wu Dong growled, and let go of Wang Ya's hand. He touched his lips, and a hand full of blood came out.

Wang Ya wiped the blood from her mouth and looked at him charmingly.

Wu Dong pounced again like a wild beast.

The two of them rolled from the wall to the ground. On the balcony of the hotel in the wind, the two of them were fighting on the ground.

Wu Dong no longer cared for the fairer sex, and Wang Ya was no longer that weak and delicate flower.

They hurt each other, they demand.