Meanwhile, on the 28th floor of the East Emperor
In the bathroom attached to the bedroom, the woman washed herself, stood in front of the mirror, the bottom of the eyes showed a blank ... for the future, she is even more confused. Suddenly back to the "only love", not in her life plan, disrupted her everything.
But ... she did not regret!
Grandpa certainly love their own time, there have been selfish, but, she is granddaughter of grandpa, Jane Mo Bai is not grandpa's grandson?
Perhaps there are some things that grandpa did not do enough to avoid suspicion, but Jane Tong understands that under the harshness of grandpa's color, it also contains a point of care.
Otherwise, there is no 'only love' was born, grandfather if really only on her scruples, on her will not be a threat to the future of the Jane family suspicion, can follow the default rules of the world of luxury - will be her marriage out is.
Before he died, Grandpa had taken her hand: "Run it well."
Now, 'only love' once again back to their own hands ... a moment, the dark clouds in the bottom of her eyes dispersed, faded away from the blankness, more than a point of decision, perhaps, to do so will still end up failing grandpa.
Closed her eyes. Re-open when, the bottom of the eyes showed the color of struggle, hard to walk to the door of the washroom, in front of but a wall of doors, but it is like isolating a day and a place, out of this door, there is no turning back ... no, when she had a turning back again?
Stretch out the trembling hand, hold the door handle, deep breath, heavy a force, the door, open.
A head up, subconsciously looked toward the floor window in front of the brightly extinguished floor lamp, no surprise, the man, lazily sitting on that calfskin single sofa, holding up a book of the original text, quietly looking at.
He seemed to particularly enjoy picking up a book at random while she was in the shower, just sitting on that calfskin sofa, quietly looking at it. Even, if she didn't understand too well the fault between herself and this man, who owed a human life between herself and this man, she even gave birth to a kind of absurd illusion - as if he was sitting on the sofa at this time every day, quietly reading a book, just to quietly accompany her.
But ... Jane Tong eyes crossed a trace of self-deprecation - don't be silly, the price of naivety is to be thrown into the middle of hell, and she, already in the middle of hell!
She knew her body, at the moment trembling ... Tonight, it seems that something is going to happen.
What happened in Jane's home, she made a commitment to him, just not before, she borrowed four hundred million from him, he asked: what do you take to borrow this four hundred million, and she made a commitment: in the future, only your life is from.
Although she did not know what she had left, but she sold all of herself to him.
"Mr. Shen ... Shen," thinking for a moment, she asked even her voice was trembling, "I ... I washed clean. "
I washed clean ... you casually ask for it.
But this sentence behind, no matter how, she is difficult to speak.
Lowly, you really lowly! Jane Tong, midnight dreaming back, will you to such a lowly you, nausea and regurgitation want to vomit!
It is this person, he personally ruined everything you, let you fall into the mire, let you dirty, let you cheap, let you even hate have become a luxury! And yet, here you are, wagging your tail and begging for mercy! And also lowly spread your thighs and ask him: Sir, I've cleaned up, do you have interest to fuck me now?
Disgusting! Disgusting! Disgusting!!!
Jane Tong, you are lowly and disgusting!
The woman on the bed, her fingers gripping the bedding with a death grip, looking over to the man on the sofa side, trying hard to force herself to smile, forcing herself to the lazy man sitting on the sofa, revealing a pleasing smile, but not knowing that the smiling face under the cover of her wet hair is as white as a ghost!
The man on the sofa, raised his head from the books, the line of sight first fell on her face, then, slowly slid to her tightly gripping the chest bedding fingers, dark eyes, from her pinching the whitening of the finger bones, tendons are popping out of the back of the hand across, inch upward, re-fall on the woman's miserably whiter than a ghost's face.
Black eyes shall be narrowed, the bed Jane Tong, I do not know if it is not an illusion, only feel the surrounding temperature all of a sudden dropped several degrees, subconsciously shivered, her fingers tightly clasped the bedding, fingertips are white, nervously do not dare to blink, staring closely at that light under the even more dangerous man: "Shen, Shen General Manager ... ... "Yes, it was dangerous!
That man at the moment, his body was permeated with an incomparably dangerous aura, she didn't know, which sentence she had said wrong again, provoking that man's anger, she said to herself: Jane Tong, bear with it for a moment, just a moment, just close your eyes.
"Mr. Shen, I, I'm clean." She said quickly for the second time, "Don't worry, I won't lend you four hundred million for nothing. Since I promised you, I am ... willing!"
Those last four words, she was almost gritting her teeth, squeezing them out of her teeth slots!
"Willingly?" Under the light, the man's voice, mixed with a trace of imperceptible anger, let out a light laugh, "You said, willingly?"
"... Right!"
Shen Xiu Jin's deep eyes, staring at the woman on the bed, watching from that small mouth, spitting out this word, the strings in his brain nearly collapsed, an indescribable anger, instantly about to engulf reason!
"Willingly? Willingly what? Willing ... to be fucked by me?"
The man's angry voice came to an abrupt end! Sanity, just a little bit away from being completely shattered, at the last hurdle, came back.
Holding the original book of the palm, steep and heavy a closed, a book closed, actually issued a sound not less than the sound made by smashing things, books closed, "bang" a muffled sound, the man did not speak, a pair of eyes, staring at the bed of the woman's face.
Fingers buckle in the written, even the hardcover version of the original book written raw pinch out a channel fingerprints.
His eyes, more deep, more complex, more let ... her not understand!
He is so light to look at himself, but Jane Tong does not know why at this moment he will be more panic and fear than that time when he saw him for the first time after he was released from prison.
Subconsciously then pulled the bedding up again.
Abruptly!
The man sitting on the sofa suddenly stood up.
Jane Tong's body shrank violently, "Shen, Mr. Shen." She tilted her head, even her face skin was trembling, but she lifted her head and tried to pull out a smile at him, "Shen ... General Manager Shen, I, I'm ready."
The man raised his steps toward the bed, a pair of long legs, then into her eyes, he suddenly stretched out his hand, beckoned toward her, a light order: "Sit over."
Jane Tong unknown, but in that pair of deep gaze, she hardened her head, towards him closer to sit over some, the man from the side of the shelf, took a towel, in Jane Tong's eyes, covered in her head, a rubbing rub.
And took the hair dryer.
Hair drying, "In the future, do not go to bed with wet hair." The man's voice, talk about not gentle, but clear and light.