President’s Contract Wife

Money, money?

Hearing this sensitive word, Mu Zixi suddenly became clear in his mind like the chaos world, she just supported her consciousness to wake up, "One hundred thousand..." Yes, one hundred thousand, she only needs one hundred thousand, as long as enough is enough Just pay for my father's medical expenses.

Her vision gradually became clear, and she saw the well-dressed man, biting her lower lip humiliatingly. Who could imagine that this handsome and extraordinary man in front of her was a well-dressed beast! He asked for her without stopping all night! She was a virgin in no way, just venting his animal desires.

And his desire is really terrible and terrible, making her afraid to remember how she survived last night...

"One hundred thousand? Just for one hundred thousand yuan, you sold it out?" Cheng Haotian smiled coldly, mocking Mu Zixi as if he heard only ten yuan. An evil smile flashed on Jun Yi's face, and her self-esteem was stamped under her feet.

Mu Zixi's heart suddenly passed deeper pain. Yes, it's only 100,000 yuan, but for a girl like her, 100,000 yuan is a sky-high price! Her monthly living expenses are less than 500 yuan. Where can I get 100,000 yuan?

"However, one hundred thousand yuan is a lot for the young lady." Cheng Haotian's next words pierced Mu Zixi's heart like a knife. Miss. This word made her feel painful and painful, and the pain went deep into the bone marrow.

"But, do you think you were worth one hundred thousand last night? If I remember correctly, in this club, you can buy women who take the initiative to do it. That is to say, I can enjoy the whole night without any effort. , Everything is done by women, do you think that you took the initiative last night?" Cheng Haotian seemed to like to see her pale and desperate expression again and again, smiling evilly, mocking her for nothing. Value, and then enjoying her weak and painful expression.

Mu Zixi's face suddenly became almost transparent like white paper. She didn't take the initiative, because she wouldn't... She paid all night and was tortured all night by him, but now, he doesn't care about the 100,000 yuan, is he not willing to give it?

"But I...I'm somewhere after all, isn't it?" Mu Zixi summoned her courage, and she didn't even expect that she would say such a thing. But she needs money, she must fight for herself. The night before, she didn't even dare to touch the pornographic jokes, but now, she would bargain with him for her own virgin/film. This made her feel ridiculed and heartbroken.

"Virgin? Huh? Do you think virgins are really valuable? This year, you can get a new hymen for a few hundred dollars, okay? Are you really taking me as a fool? What can you prove that you are a real virgin? Isn't your membrane fake?" Cheng Haotian's eyes looked at Mu Zixi with interest, as if looking at a dying pet, only feeling excited.

His words made Mu Zixi speechless again. She was forced last night. She didn't know anything about **** before. How would she know how to prove herself? So sad, really sad, she couldn't prove that she was a virgin, but she had lost her most precious and caring things. What else does she have now? What should she do if she can't even get the money?

"It seems that you can't prove it. And your skills are really not worth 100,000. I will pay the normal price, 50,000." He said freely, as if he didn't care about anything at all, and didn't look at Mu Zixi anymore. . Mu Zixi was like falling into an ice cellar!

"No! Fifty thousand yuan is not enough! Really not enough!" Not enough! How about only fifty thousand! Where is she going to collect the other fifty thousand? Today is the time! Is she going to find a man to sell her body again?

Do not! She can't do it! She is in pain! Once again, she will die! She will never survive! Instead of living in such humiliation, she might as well die!

"Not enough? You are really greedy, but everything has nothing to do with me, you are not worth one hundred thousand." After that, Cheng Haotian had turned around, took out a check, signed it, and threw it on the carpet. Mu Zixi looked at the falling paper, only felt that what was thrown away at random was her pride.

"No! Sir! Don't go! I can satisfy you! Do it again! I can satisfy you!" No more. She doesn't need any pride. She only needs money now, as long as she saves her father, it doesn't matter if she died later! She yelled loudly, tried to support her almost disabled body, fell off the bed with a plop, and grabbed his trousers.

The man's footsteps stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were full of contempt, which made her feel painful, but she couldn't go to other people to sell herself. Rather than do it again, she would rather do it again now.

"I see, you don't think you have enough money, but you haven't enjoyed enough." Cheng Haotian's voice was cold without a trace of emotion, arrogant, as if looking at trash, staring at Mu Zixi.

The energetic atmosphere of the king made Mu Zixi feel that he would no longer appear in her world for a moment. He threw her off and continued to the door, ignoring her, unrelenting and decisive. . As if they didn't even know each other. Last night was just a nightmare for Mu Zixi. His words were like a heart-digging knife, hollowing out her heart, but she couldn't let it go.

"No! Sir! Don't go! Please!" Mu Zixi cried heartbreakingly. At this moment, she could no longer bear the humiliating cry, staggering to her feet, and hugging his desire. Departed leg.