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Jin Zicheng's mouth was quickly filled with the smell of blood, but he was unwilling to retreat. He only paused for a moment, before continuing. My breathing was unsteady, but I couldn't catch it.

He said sarcastically, "You can even respond to a kiss. You are really dissolute."

I twisted my body, but unavoidably came into contact with something. Jin Zicheng groaned and looked at me with even more burning eyes.

"Do you think that after leaving Yin Zun, you can start anew?" Jin Zicheng ruthlessly clenched my hand, causing me to exclaim in pain.

However, his words made me feel even more flustered.

"Yin Zun will forever be branded in your soul, you think you can escape?"

I shivered and bit him on the shoulder. He wasn't wearing a suit today, but he was wearing a casual suit. The fabric was thin, making it easier for me to bite.

I tried my best, but Jin Zicheng did not have any reaction.

I cried. I could feel tears sliding down the corners of my eyes and a warm wetness on my cheeks.

I let go of his shoulder and hung my head, sobbing against his chest. I didn't know why I was crying so much, either out of fear or despair that I would never be able to escape him.

Unknowingly, Jin Zicheng had let go of my hand, causing my arm to droop. I raised my hand and pushed him hard, and this time he did not resist, taking a step back from my strength.

My voice was very low, and it sounded like I was mumbling, "Jin Zicheng, you said that I was despicable, that I was dissolute, then I want to ask you, in your heart, when do you treat me like a clean person? However, in your heart, you already thought that I was like this, so it seems that I was like this as well. "

I wiped my eyes and wiped away the tears on my face. "Why don't you tell me what I am to you? Was it Qing He, or was it a substitute? "One..." I looked up at him. " A substitute for a girl called Ji Yurou? "

Jin Zicheng's face displayed an expression of disbelief, which was intertwined with his astonishment, making me almost want to laugh out loud.

"A person who uses me as a substitute, what qualifications do I have to be called despicable?" I looked at him. " Don't you feel sad? "

"How do you know about Yu Rou? Who told you that? "

"Why do you care who told me?" I said sarcastically, "Isn't it better that I know now? Just tell me what Ji Yurou looks like and I'll pretend to show it to you. "You said it yourself, I know how to pretend."

I leaned against the wall, and slightly raised my head, as I closed my eyes and raised the corner of my lips into a curve, "Actually, you heard that I'm not a virgin and was in such a rush, and this is also because in your eyes, I'm not Qing He, but Ji Yurou. How can you let someone else obtain the Ji Yurou that you view as a precious treasure? Right? "

I laughed hoarsely. "It's a pity that I'm a whore. That's what you said, isn't it?"

Jin Zicheng did not speak anymore, and only looked at me as he roared in laughter like a madman. When I stopped laughing, he said, "Do you think I'd let you go just because you said that?" His expression returned to its usual iciness as he said calmly, "Since you say I'm pitiful, then I'll let you see just who's the most pitiful."

I felt my heart tighten, and a sense of foreboding rose. Then, he said: "You left Yin Zun right? Alright, now, I want you to return to Yin Zun."

"It was as if a thunderbolt had struck my head, and my eyes widened in disbelief." Are you crazy? On what basis?! "

"Just based on... If you don't come back, your friends might die because of you. " His eyes swept over me dangerously. " Is that enough? "

Jin Zicheng steadily held onto my life vein. I have always been like this, I can die without saving anyone, but I can't let others die because of me, it makes me feel guilty.

I slid to the ground and felt a surge of despair. Jin Zicheng had always kept his promise. As long as I dare to leave, he would dare to take care of Mo Mo and the others without anyone noticing. In any case, for people like us who live in the lowest rung of society, it doesn't matter if we have one more person or one less person.