Xia Chuwei's pupils suddenly widened.

Even if it's trash he doesn't want...

In his heart, is she the trash that he doesn't want but doesn't allow anyone to get his hands on?

"Huo Yunting, what do you have to do before you are willing to let Xiang Chen go?"

Huo Yunting said indifferently: "I have already opened up a little bit."

Xia Chuwei looked at him and said, "I will never see him again or contact him again."

Huo Yunting said nothing.

Xia Chuwei lowered her attitude and said, "Let me beg you."

Huo Yunting's eyebrows raised slightly in an intriguing tone: "Forget it?"

Xia Chuwei's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she bit her lips subconsciously, almost to the point of bleeding.

"Please...let Xiang Chen go."

Huo Yunting looked at Xia Chuwei, his tone becoming more and more mocking.

"Xia Chuwei, how much do you think your request is worth?"

Xia Chuwei's face instantly turned as pale as paper. Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but for some reason, she didn't say a word in the end.

After a long time, Xia Chuwei finally moved.

She got out of bed and walked slowly to Huo Yunting.

Then, she unbuttoned her clothes one by one.

Seeing her behavior like this, Huo Yunting's eyebrows trembled.

He stood up suddenly, "Xia Chuwei, what are you doing?!"

A faint smile appeared on Xia Chuwei's lips, "You are right, my request is not worth a few dollars at all. Now, apart from myself, I don't seem to have anything valuable to exchange with you."

Her voice was very soft, but her eyes were a little empty.

Huo Yunting is a qualified businessman. If she didn't exchange anything valuable with him, how could he be willing to let go?

A fleeting gloom flashed across Huo Yunting's eyes.

He suddenly lifted her chin, and the curve of his thin lips was scornful and sarcastic.

"You're right, you really have nothing valuable to exchange with me. Even your body..."

He lowered his head and slowly approached her with his handsome and indifferent face.

Warm breath blew on her face, but his voice was as cold as ice.

"It's already boring me."

In this world, the most hurtful thing is not the sharp weapons, but the invisible words that kill people.

Xia Chuwei was frozen in place.

Huo Yunting turned around and walked out of the bedroom.

A few minutes later, he walked into the room with a bottle of red wine and a glass.

He lazily sat on the sofa and poured himself a glass of red wine.

Xia Chuwei still stood there, her long hair covering the expression on her face.

A few seconds later, Xia Chuwei moved.

She lowered her head and walked outside.

Suddenly, a low and cold voice sounded from behind.

"Is this your attitude towards asking for help?"

Xia Chuwei paused in her footsteps but did not look back.

The voice without any ups and downs of emotions continued: "To say the word 'begging' is as if I have been humiliated so much that I cannot bear to hear any unpleasant words. Xia Chuwei, you are so high-minded in begging for help."

Xia Chuwei's body trembled slightly and she slowly raised her head.

Her voice became hoarse, "Huo Yunting, what do you want?"

The man was sitting on the sofa in a leisurely manner, casually shaking the red wine glass in his hand.

The wine-red light, under the illumination of the lamp, flows brightly.

"Although you are indeed of no meaningful value right now, but...if your performance satisfies me, I may consider letting him go."

"Consider?" Xia Chuwei looked at the man's handsome face, "Then, if you feel dissatisfied, you won't let him go, right?"


Chapter completed!