She bowed with her two hands folded, looking so pitiful, "Uncle Su, what do you like about me? I will change, okay? I beg you, don't mess with me anymore."
Seeing that Su Feng'ao's handsome face got colder and gloomier, she felt restless. Look, she knew what was on his mind. He could no longer pretend to be calm in front of her, right?
She seemed to think of something. Then she covered her mouth in great surprise, took a step backward, and pointed at him with a quivering hand, "You want me to pay the debt with my body?"
Su Feng'ao's eyes were so scarily cold that Mu Jiuyue felt as if her skin was being pierced through by icy knives.
Mu Jiuyue felt a great chill on her back, taking a step back in fright.
It seemed that she guessed right, because his eyes were so scary, making her recall the first time when he went to the washing room in which she was drunk and felt curious about his penis.
Mu Jiuyue bit her lower lip tightly, and seemed fearless. "As long as you cut the Mu Family some slack, I... I...will... compensate with my body... That’s okay..."
"Bang!" Su Feng'ao severely kicked the glass tea table, and his sharp eagle-like eyes swept across her. He suddenly stood up, striding towards her.
Mu Jiuyue was startled and took a step back vigilantly. The next second, Su Feng’ao grabbed her collar with one hand, and walked towards the bathroom as if holding a chicken.
'Why is it a bathroom instead of a bed?' It seemed that she understood something. Mu Jiuyu suddenly realized that Su Feng'ao usually looked serious but actually had this abnormal hobby.
With a slam, the bathroom door was kicked open, and the man threw her away heavily. Mu Jiuyue hit the washing basin and watched Su Feng'ao approaching with a sullen expression. She blocked with her hands and yelled, "No need to hurry! Get a condom first! "
Sufeng'ao's face turned black. He held her arms roughly and turned her back. In front of her was a smooth and clear mirror.
Su Feng'ao pressed her head, dragged her closer to the mirror, gritted his teeth and uttered almost word by word, "Mu Jiuyue, look at you, and then look at me. You think my standard is so low that I'll choose you? Huh?"
Mu Jiuyue murmured, "I don't know why you actually fancy me?"
"You think too much." Su Feng'ao gritted his teeth and the blood veins on his forehead vibrated violently. He sneered, "I have a normal aesthetic taste, and you are not my type."
"Huh?" Mu Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. "Then God treats me well."
Su Feng'ao's face was cold. "What did you say?"
His words made Mu Jiuyue’s hair stand on end, "I, I said, Uncle Su, you are right. I am ugly. People with a normal aesthetic taste won't like me. It’s so wise of you to detest me!"
Su Feng'ao squinted his eyes. Those words somehow made people feel uncomfortable.
Mu Jiuyue suddenly changed the topic and said, "What do you want?" She spread her hands and seemed to have nothing to lose. "I don't have any money anyway."
Su Feng'ao pushed her away indifferently, took out a napkin from the pocket of his pants and wiped his hands in disgust, saying ruthlessly, "Two options. The first one, you stay in prison for the rest of your life. Second one, stay and work for me here until you pay off all the debts. "
Mu Jiuyue weighed the pros and cons for a short time, and soon made a decision, "Where do I live?"
Su Feng'ao curled up his thin lips and gave a spurious smile, "Steward Liu, take her to a close room to mine. The closer, the better."
Mu Jiuyue's face went stiff all of a sudden.
The closer, the better? In the future, the two of them would inevitably come across each other. What a terrible thing!
Although Mu Jiuyue was a little sad, she quickly stopped thinking about that. The only thing she wanted to do now was to take a shower and sleep comfortably in bed! All the other stuff could be left behind for the moment.
Steward Liu took Mu Jiuyue to a small room in the staircase porch in the middle of the second floor. Mu Jiuyue pushed the door open, overwhelmed by a dusty smell. There was a bed, a toilet, a cupboard, and a dressing table. The worst thing was that there were piles of mess...
With a loud "bang", the suitcase dropped. Mu Jiuyue touched the dressing table, and her fingers were covered with a layer of dust. She frowned. "This place is a utility room, right?"
Steward Liu kept smiling. "Do some cleaning and you can still live."
Steward Liu went out, leaving Mu Jiuyue in situ with a dazed look. After a few seconds’ silence, she suddenly seemed to think of something. Her eyes sparkled and then she walked out.
Not far away, two young maids left the room. Mu Jiuyue moved forward and leaned on the stair railings. "Hey, do you want to know about your master’s past?"
The maids ignored her.
She continued the temptation, "Don't you want to know what type of girl he likes? Maybe you can become the future mistress of Su Family after you know it."
The two maids suddenly stopped and asked altogether, "What type?"
Any girl could be gossipy. Mu Jiuyue secretly felt ecstatic and pretended to be mysterious, "You help me clean up the room, prepare some good food for me, and then I will tell you."
She bowed with her two hands folded, looking so pitiful, "Uncle Su, what do you like about me? I will change, okay? I beg you, don't mess with me anymore."
Seeing that Su Feng'ao's handsome face got colder and gloomier, she felt restless. Look, she knew what was on his mind. He could no longer pretend to be calm in front of her, right?
She seemed to think of something. Then she covered her mouth in great surprise, took a step backward, and pointed at him with a quivering hand, "You want me to pay the debt with my body?"
Su Feng'ao's eyes were so scarily cold that Mu Jiuyue felt as if her skin was being pierced through by icy knives.
Mu Jiuyue felt a great chill on her back, taking a step back in fright.
It seemed that she guessed right, because his eyes were so scary, making her recall the first time when he went to the washing room in which she was drunk and felt curious about his penis.
Mu Jiuyue bit her lower lip tightly, and seemed fearless. "As long as you cut the Mu Family some slack, I... I...will... compensate with my body... That’s okay..."
"Bang!" Su Feng'ao severely kicked the glass tea table, and his sharp eagle-like eyes swept across her. He suddenly stood up, striding towards her.
Mu Jiuyue was startled and took a step back vigilantly. The next second, Su Feng’ao grabbed her collar with one hand, and walked towards the bathroom as if holding a chicken.
'Why is it a bathroom instead of a bed?' It seemed that she understood something. Mu Jiuyu suddenly realized that Su Feng'ao usually looked serious but actually had this abnormal hobby.
With a slam, the bathroom door was kicked open, and the man threw her away heavily. Mu Jiuyue hit the washing basin and watched Su Feng'ao approaching with a sullen expression. She blocked with her hands and yelled, "No need to hurry! Get a condom first! "
Sufeng'ao's face turned black. He held her arms roughly and turned her back. In front of her was a smooth and clear mirror.
Su Feng'ao pressed her head, dragged her closer to the mirror, gritted his teeth and uttered almost word by word, "Mu Jiuyue, look at you, and then look at me. You think my standard is so low that I'll choose you? Huh?"
Mu Jiuyue murmured, "I don't know why you actually fancy me?"
"You think too much." Su Feng'ao gritted his teeth and the blood veins on his forehead vibrated violently. He sneered, "I have a normal aesthetic taste, and you are not my type."
"Huh?" Mu Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. "Then God treats me well."
Su Feng'ao's face was cold. "What did you say?"
His words made Mu Jiuyue’s hair stand on end, "I, I said, Uncle Su, you are right. I am ugly. People with a normal aesthetic taste won't like me. It’s so wise of you to detest me!"
Su Feng'ao squinted his eyes. Those words somehow made people feel uncomfortable.
Mu Jiuyue suddenly changed the topic and said, "What do you want?" She spread her hands and seemed to have nothing to lose. "I don't have any money anyway."
Su Feng'ao pushed her away indifferently, took out a napkin from the pocket of his pants and wiped his hands in disgust, saying ruthlessly, "Two options. The first one, you stay in prison for the rest of your life. Second one, stay and work for me here until you pay off all the debts. "
Mu Jiuyue weighed the pros and cons for a short time, and soon made a decision, "Where do I live?"
Su Feng'ao curled up his thin lips and gave a spurious smile, "Steward Liu, take her to a close room to mine. The closer, the better."
Mu Jiuyue's face went stiff all of a sudden.
The closer, the better? In the future, the two of them would inevitably come across each other. What a terrible thing!
Although Mu Jiuyue was a little sad, she quickly stopped thinking about that. The only thing she wanted to do now was to take a shower and sleep comfortably in bed! All the other stuff could be left behind for the moment.
Steward Liu took Mu Jiuyue to a small room in the staircase porch in the middle of the second floor. Mu Jiuyue pushed the door open, overwhelmed by a dusty smell. There was a bed, a toilet, a cupboard, and a dressing table. The worst thing was that there were piles of mess...
With a loud "bang", the suitcase dropped. Mu Jiuyue touched the dressing table, and her fingers were covered with a layer of dust. She frowned. "This place is a utility room, right?"
Steward Liu kept smiling. "Do some cleaning and you can still live."
Steward Liu went out, leaving Mu Jiuyue in situ with a dazed look. After a few seconds’ silence, she suddenly seemed to think of something. Her eyes sparkled and then she walked out.
Not far away, two young maids left the room. Mu Jiuyue moved forward and leaned on the stair railings. "Hey, do you want to know about your master’s past?"
The maids ignored her.
She continued the temptation, "Don't you want to know what type of girl he likes? Maybe you can become the future mistress of Su Family after you know it."
The two maids suddenly stopped and asked altogether, "What type?"
Any girl could be gossipy. Mu Jiuyue secretly felt ecstatic and pretended to be mysterious, "You help me clean up the room, prepare some good food for me, and then I will tell you."
