s about: "But you, I won't willingly save your life anymore." 。"She shook her head gently, unsure whether it was for her own "kindness" or for the belief in her heart... She knew that she just didn't...Shen Xiujin is Su Meng's boss. Su Meng couldn't tell what was wrong with Shen Xiujin. But when she looked at Jian Tong, she felt sorry for her.

This woman, how did she offend her boss to be treated so cruelly

A complex look appeared in Su Meng's eyes as she watched Jian Tong limp away, leaning against the wall, taking uneven steps.

The cash and bank cards in my hand became hot potatoes.

Su Meng turned and fled, rushing into her office like a bolt of lightning. She shoved the bank card and all the money into the safe in her office before she felt the burning sensation in her palm subside.

When Su Mengzhe turned back to room 606, she almost bumped into Shen Xiujin as soon as she opened the door.

"Mr. Shen," Su Meng respectfully called out. Shen Xiujian lightly responded with an "um" and walked around Su Meng and out.

As soon as Su Meng entered the room, those young masters from the capital were still talking about "That woman just now was so cheap! I've been in the romantic world for a long time and have seen all kinds of women who love money, but I've never seen one who loves money like that. Ugh～"

"Yeah, that woman, sprawled on the ground, wagging her tail like a dog. It makes me so angry I just want to kick her. She's such a shameless wretch, selling herself out for money without any shame. There's no one as low as her."

Su Meng really wanted to retort!

That's not it at all!

If Jian Tong really loved money so much, how could he be so carefree and give all his money to her the moment he left the private room

If Jian Tong really loved money that much, she could have kept it all for herself. Why would she abandon such a fortune without even a second glance

……

Jian Tong was very tired and returned to the dressing room where Su Meng had brought her before. She took off the jester's costume and put on her own clothes.

The sticky sweat on her forehead made her very uncomfortable. Jian Tong walked into the changing room's attached washroom, turned on the faucet, and cupped her hands full of water to wash away the sticky sweat from her face.

A sudden gust of wind swept in... Jian Tong's body froze as she stared at the man who had suddenly appeared in the mirror, her fist clenching involuntarily.

"Mr. Shen."

In the mirror, the man stared at her with a blank expression.

After a while, she let out a light snort: "Well now, you're starting to know your place. Sending the disobedient ones there for some 'education' certainly seems to have worked wonders."

A big hand gently landed on Jian Tong's face. It covered most of her profile, and the thumb slowly rubbed against her pale skin. The corner of his mouth twitched coldly: "Too late. Jian Tong, Miss Jian, if you had been obedient three years ago, you wouldn't be in this situation now. Don't you think so"

Jian Tong's heart skipped a beat... She understood what he meant.

He said, if she had been as obedient three years ago as she was now, and if she hadn't attacked Xia Wei Ming three years ago, she wouldn't have suffered three years in prison. She would still be the eldest Miss Jian of Mingzhu City, not this pathetic woman she is today.

She understands... she understands it all!

Trembling her lip, "It's what President Shen taught me." Three years ago, Jian Tong would have argued and cried injustice. But now, she has learned to be silent in three years.

Shen Xiujin looked at her honest and unrefutable manner, a fire ignited in his heart, a fire that even he couldn't explain!

His eyes grew even more menacing! The turmoil in his mind made Shen Xiujin, a man who had always prided himself on his calmness and indifference, feel a touch of displeasure.

With a frown and a devilish smile curling his lips, he said coldly, "Jian Tong, Miss Jian, you've opened my eyes today. I wonder if your brother would be so angry to see you begging like this"

You can't do this! ...Instinctively, Jian Tong was about to say this. Her nails dug into her palm, and Jian Tong instantly sobered up.

She lowered her eyes, afraid to look in the mirror, lest he see through her.

"General Shen, I don't have a brother. I killed someone and went to jail. Now I'm a reformed criminal who sells jokes and ugliness. How could the Jian family have a murderer as their daughter"

Shen Xiujin did not expect Jian Tong to say such words. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Jian Tong, I underestimated you before. You are cold-blooded enough. No wonder you were able to do such vicious things back then."

Jian Tong remained silent, burying her head as the other person's icy words pierced through her heart and touched her soul.

Cold-blooded You're forcing my hand! Shen Xiujin!

But I'm curious, beneath that cold-blooded and vicious heart, encased in this icy shell, is it also cold Or...perhaps burning with a fierce heat.

At the sound of the man's voice, Jian Tong stiffened all over! A scorching body suddenly pressed against her back.

Her waist tightened, Jian Tong shuddered in fright and looked down. Shen Xiu Jin's big hand was pressing on her lower abdomen.

The wide coat was unbuttoned by two, that big hand slid into her clothes... Jian Tong shivered again.

Shen Xiujian instinctively frowned... There was a sweater underneath his coat. This was summer, wearing a sweater

With a hint of doubt, Shen Xiujin slid his hand into his coat and lifted Jian Tong's sweater... "Shen Xiujin!" In panic, Jian Tong didn't have time to think carefully and exclaimed!

Shen Xiujian slowly narrowed his eyes and asked coolly, "What did you just call me"

Jian Tong's shoulders trembled: "Shen, Mr. Shen." She could feel the hand under her sweater gently stroking her stomach, fearfully feeling that hand moving towards the left side of her waist... getting closer to the wound she didn't want anyone to see.

Jian Tong's heart beat faster, that hand went past her waist...

"Mr. Shen!" she exclaimed!

"What are you doing again" Shen Xiujing's voice seemed to carry a hint of desire, though it might just be his imagination.

At this time, Jian Tong's mind raced!

"Mr. Shen! Pay up!" she said, "I'm a smile seller, and since it's for sale, Mr. Shen touching me should naturally come with payment."

Her words were so convincing, Shen Xiujin recalled the woman he was holding now in his arms. Back in Room 606, she had been so low and despicable for money. Suddenly, the desire that had been aroused vanished without a trace.

Looking at the woman in his arms, he felt an inexplicable unease. Unable to pinpoint the cause, Shen Xiujin attributed this strange feeling to a complete loss of appetite for the woman in his arms.

Shen Xiujin suddenly let go of Jian Tong: "Get out."

Jian Tong tumbled out of the restroom, rolling and crawling all the way. He didn't dare stop for a moment, flung open the changing room door, and left without looking back.

In the restroom of the changing room, Shen Xiujing's handsome face radiated a coldness that kept people at arm's length. It was so cold it could pierce one's heart.

Jian Tong asked Su Meng for leave and hurried back to the employee dormitory in Nanwan District.

Qin Mumu, who lived with her, hadn't come back yet. She stood by the window, staring blankly out at the rain-streaked glass. The window was open, and a cold wind mixed with fine rain beat against her body.

She said: It will get better tomorrow. shoulder with one hand, pushing her back into the sheets. He controlled her, suppressing her from getting up, while his other hand went around to the belt buckle, unbuckling his suit pants.Jian Tong'...