"You do not want?"

Liancheng was elegantly wearing a black nightgown, resting one hand on the edge of the sofa, leaning there lazily.

The neckline was wide open, the sexy collarbone, and the ivory-colored skin looked smooth as jade.

The slender legs are crossed together, and there is a faint smile on the face as delicate as a jade carving, which seems to be mocking.

Every inch of his body is like a masterpiece, especially after the joy and love, there are still a few pink tooth marks on the collarbone that she bit out, and every part exudes a thrilling coquettishness.

When Rong Yan heard this, she clenched the check tightly, as if she was afraid of being taken away, and hurriedly said: "How is it possible, Mr. Liancheng is not ignorant, money is my favorite, but... it's not until the end of the month when the salary is paid , The money was given so suddenly, it's a windfall... I don't dare to ask for it without explaining the reason clearly, and being a mistress also requires professional ethics."

Being a mistress also requires professional ethics. This sentence became a sentence that Rongyan often said in front of Liancheng Yazhi, reminding him, and also reminding herself that being a mistress is her profession, she is a mistress, and she can only ask for money , can't ask for anything else.Because this man is so good, she must always be optimistic about her heart.

However, Liancheng Yaya's money is not something that can be obtained casually, the relationship between her and this man is purely transactional, she wants his money, he wants her body, that's all.

Therefore, every sum of money must be clarified, so as not to be unclear in the future.

The relationship between them, to put it bluntly, is a prostitute and a client, but she only serves one client.

In fact, Rong Yan felt that she was no better than a prostitute at all, she was selling her body in exchange for cold money.

Yanyan knows that she is dirty and vulgar, but so what.

When a person can't even keep his life, whether it's dirty or cheap, it's all just for survival.

Survival is sometimes the cruelest word in this world, it will force you to make the most helpless choice, like her...

Liancheng lit a cigarette elegantly, and elegantly exhaled a smoke ring.

"Rouran will be back tomorrow."

Nodding with a clear face, it turns out that the wife of the wife is here, this is a hush money, lest she run off to gossiping with the wife of the future.

Really, how could she be so stupid, the money is really for nothing.

300 million, money that many people will never earn in their lifetime.

If she had the money back then, she wouldn't have pushed herself to the point of no return.

Song Rouran is Lian Chengya's elegant fiancée, the only woman he has ever admitted to the media.

The Song family is a prominent family in the city. His father is a real estate tycoon and his mother is a senior professor at a famous university.

Song Rouran herself is a beauty who combines knowledge, beauty, wisdom, and temperament. She is absolutely tall, fair and beautiful, and many men flock to her.

Although Liancheng Yazhi had changed many women back and forth outside, Song Rouran by his side hadn't changed in four years.

Of course, Rongyan herself is also one of his mistresses, and has maintained a sexual relationship with him for nearly three months.

She can also be regarded as one of Liancheng's elegant mistresses with a relatively long time, her face sometimes wonders if she can be proud of this.

Holding the check, she happily counted the zeros on it, without even looking at Liancheng Yazhi, she smiled charmingly like a cat.

Yanyan is very clear about her position, a mistress is a mistress, a mistress, and she can't see the light.

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