Seeing that mu ru did not say anything, Dongfang Mo pulled his face that was covered in the bark of an old tree and said in a low and hoarse voice, "of course, there is a job that can let you earn 20 million in your lifetime. I don't know if you... "
"What job? " Mu Ru could not wait for Dongfang Mo to finish speaking and hurriedly asked.
However, after asking, she immediately felt that something was not right. For a person like her, to earn 20 million without education, ability, experience, or experience?
This was clearly... ...
Mu Ru had not finished thinking She heard Dongfang Mo's old and hoarse voice ring out again, "this job is very simple. You can be my mistress. After all, we were once husband and wife, and the two of us are quite familiar with each other. As for the strength of your heart, it is difficult for me to be satisfied. If you are willing... ..."
Mu Ru stood there in a daze as she looked at the man in front of her who looked like a ghost and had a heart as vicious as a wolf. In her mind, she thought of the words that came out of his bloody mouth: The two of us are familiar with each other, the strength of your heart... ...
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Being his mistress actually meant that she had to endure his torture. Compared to the first time she was his wife, this time, her identity had fallen into the mud.
At that time, she was tortured by his torture, so at least she still had a dignified identity. Now, she had to endure his torture again, and she also had an identity that people looked down on and even despised: Mistress!
"You are not willing? " Dongfang Mo saw that she stood there in a daze for a long time without saying anything, so he couldn't help but ask in an old and hoarse voice.
"How long will you work for? " Mu Ru heard her own voice coming out of her mouth. Even she herself could feel her voice trembling.
"How long will you work for? " Dongfang Mo clearly felt that her question was a little funny He could not help but say mockingly, "Xi Muru, you're as ugly as Zhu Bajie. It's obvious to everyone that you're ugly. Nowadays, a beautiful and charming celebrity can only be a mistress for at most two million a year. Do you think you can compete with a celebrity? "
Mu Ru did not say anything else. Of course, she could not compete with a celebrity. No, she could not compete with a slightly more beautiful woman because she had a birthmark on her forehead, which was the symbol of an ugly woman.
"So, Xi Muru, the price I can give you is... " Dongfang Mo paused at this point, then said with some annoyance, "actually, you're not worth anything at all. If it weren't for... "
Mu Ru was about to ask what it was, when she heard Dongfang Mo say irritably, "enough, I'm too lazy to calculate the gains and losses. 20 million, you can be my mistress for 100 years. You can leave when you have enough time. "