Love You To The Bones

Shen Zichuan suddenly stops. Due to inertia, Fang Xiaoran bumps into her.

The badly hurt abdomen hit the man's hard hip bone, and the piercing pain, almost unbearable pain, made her depressed and moan, "hiss..."

She bent down and endured the pain for about a quarter of an hour before she could get a little relief.

Fang Xiaoran straightened up slowly and scanned her eyes around. Only then did she find that she was dragged by Shen Zichuan to the outside of Fang Yanrong's operating room.

Looking through the transparent glass window, she saw several doctors busy operating on Fang Yanrong. The bag of blood extracted from her body was input into Fang Yanrong's body drop by drop along the white transparent infusion tube.

Fang Yanrong lay there motionless, looking like a mummy without breathing.

Even if she knew that Fang Yanrong had done all this, when she really saw the other party's tragedy, Fang Xiaoran couldn't help taking a breath.

The nose is blue and blue, the lips are broken, and blood seeps out. The arms and thighs seem to be stung by a nest of poisonous bees. They are full of cyan scars.

It's really terrible!

Fang Yanrong is not only cruel to her nominal sister, but also more cruel to herself.

Such a woman is terrible!

No, she can hide!

Fang Xiaoran took a deep breath, looked up and looked at Shen Zichuan, who was cold and could not see his emotions. Her eyes were firm and did not give up. "Shen Zichuan, I have paid off what I owe you and Fang Yanrong! Now, as long as you agree to divorce, I will be happy in the future."

Staring at her coldly for a long time, Shen Zichuan smiled, slender and powerful fingers, and suddenly pinched her chin. The front of the conversation contained unspeakable sharpness and danger, "are you willing to do anything for divorce?"

Fang Xiaoran was stunned. "What do you mean?"

The man smiled faintly, raised her chin high and forced her to look at him. In the depths of his dark eyes, there was a terrible dark light like a swamp, "literally."

Although she was aware of Shen Zichuan's bad intentions, Fang Xiaoran wanted to escape from him too much. She wanted to run away and never had to experience those purgatory days.

So, she did not want to place her head, "deal."

——

At 9:00 p.m., the most luxurious gold selling cave in Tongcheng has blurred lights, flashing lights, crowded people and Demons dancing everywhere. There are passionate men and women who enjoy releasing their primitive instincts.

Fang Xiaoran wore a small sexy blue dress wrapped around her chest, revealing a large piece of white skin on her chest and delicate, smooth and beautiful legs. She followed Shen Zichuan all the time.

I thought he was taking her to a hotel party to drink and negotiate with customers. I didn't expect to bring this kind of miasma to the entertainment place she had never set foot in. I couldn't help but wring my fine eyebrows and stopped.

The tall man with long legs walking in front of her looked back at her condescending, very oppressive, "want to go back? I can give you a chance to leave. However, out of this door, you are no longer qualified to mention divorce with me!"

Not divorced, waiting to be ruthlessly eaten alive by him?

She's had enough of four years of loveless marriage.

She doesn't want to experience the pain of watching her child be forced to do it, but she can't do anything about it!

Fang Xiaoran shook her head. "I don't regret it. Let's go!"

He gave her only one chance. She had no choice but to do whatever he said.

——

When Fang Xiaoran was mercilessly dragged into the box by Shen Zichuan, she was almost stunned to see 89 middle-aged greasy men in suits and big bellies.

On such a night, on such an occasion, these men who obviously watched her come in with a thief's light in their eyes, and women who had not experienced much more, could also understand what Shen Zichuan wanted her to do.

So, in his eyes, she is a bitch?

Fang Xiaoran glanced slightly at Shen Zichuan, who was standing not far in front of her. All kinds of tension and uneasiness before she came in were now turned into self mockery and sour.

She secretly scolded herself: I'm worthless. I should have given up my heart long ago. Do you still expect Shen Zichuan to suddenly find out his conscience and let you go?

Stop dreaming!

At the bottom of his heart, only Fang Yanrong is the woman most worthy of his care. As for Fang Xiaoran, she is like an unknown weed on the side of the road, which is not worth his attention at all.

Wake up and stop being cheap for him.

After doing a good job in psychological construction, Fang Xiaoran showed a polite smile on her face, showing her teeth slightly, no more, no less, just showing eight teeth, standard and natural, "Good evening, bosses. Nice to meet you. Well, the atmosphere is a little cold. Why don't you have a glass of wine to warm up the venue? My name is Xiaoran. Mr. Shen specially invited me to accompany you. As long as you are happy, Mr. Shen will be happy."

Knowing her responsibilities, Fang Xiaoran quickly adapted to the task of the hostess, smiled Yingying, raised the wine bottle and filled the wine glasses on the marble tea table one by one.

Shen Zichuan sat on the throne and watched her every move coldly.

Tonight, she purposely made heavy make-up, a black shawl long hair all over the top of her head, pulled a fluffy and elegant bun, showing a snowy white forehead, white and delicate face, a fine chin and flaming lips with fresh bright lipstick, which added a touch of charming and cool taste to the past.

Fang Xiaoran's original beauty, especially this deliberate dress, is charming like an enchanting goblin. It's easy to draw out the deepest evil thoughts in a man's heart.

In the eyes of this group of male bosses who have read women's sex all over, her body has the taste of purity and charm, which can be called a natural special thing.

Any man with some power and status could not help but brighten his eyes and planned to take possession of the rare beauty in front of him.

Shen Zichuan squinted, lit a cigarette, took a long breath, swallowed the clouds and puffed the fog, and saw everyone's anxious performance clearly. At the bottom of his heart, he suddenly felt a sense of boredom that his private items were coveted.

Fang Xiaoran deliberately ignored Shen Zichuan. Bai Nen's hand picked up a glass of Yin red wine and deliberately pressed her voice to whine. "It's my honor to drink with your bosses. Well, in order to show my sincerity, I'll do it first."

With that, she raised her neck high, put her red lips together at the edge of the glass, slowly contained the sparkling wine, drank and swallowed it in small mouthfuls, and her pink neck was exposed in the orange light.

All kinds of amorous feelings flowing all over intoxicated all men's minds, including Shen Zichuan.

Suddenly, the man was anxious, looked up and drank all the wine in the cup. Not only did he not get rid of the heat, but his body became more restless and hot.

Urgently, there was an impulse to press the little demon in front of me.

After drinking a glass of wine, Fang Xiaoran endured a strong burning feeling in her stomach, and her eyes flowed, "please, bosses."

The man sitting at the bottom right of Shen Zichuan suddenly gave an ambiguous laugh, "Xiaoran beauty, your little mouth is so refreshing when drinking. Is it so refreshing when you contain something?"

As soon as the man had finished his words, there was a burst of obscene laughter in the big box.

Most middle-aged men in their forties have direct and naked thoughts about beautiful women.

At the moment, Fang Xiaoran, in the eyes of these bosses, is just one of the many drinking girls in entertainment places. At best, she has a more beautiful face and more beautiful lines.

Fang Xiaoran immediately understood the dirty meaning of the man's words, shook the wine glass in her hand and smiled calmly, "I'm sorry, I'm just drinking with you."

She didn't believe that Shen Zichuan would really let these greasy middle-aged men plot against her.

Anyway, she is still his nominal wife. A man as rebellious as he is will never let his face be trampled on the ground by others.

"What's the point of drinking alone?"

Or the man who was in a bad mood just now opened his mouth, and his eyes swept around the skin on Fang Xiaoran's chest, "Xiaoran beauty is the only woman in the box. How can we take good care of her? I have a good proposal. Our men drank three glasses of wine in turn, and you took off one dress, how about it?"

Watching strip dancing in public is a great fun, and other bosses applaud it one after another.

The atmosphere of the box immediately changed and became obscene.

Fang Xiaoran's smile became more and more reluctant as she pressed her impulse to break out of the door.

She only wore a knee length dress. When she took it off, there were only intimate clothes left.

Subconsciously, she looked at Shen Zichuan on the throne.

Fang Xiaoran just threw her eyes into the man's sharp dark eyes!