With the words dropped, Shi Lin's eyes flickered with a hint of deep meaning. He seemed to ponder for a moment before speaking, "What did you say?"
"I said, give me fifty thousand, and I'll follow you," Lin Mian repeated, looking up at him steadily, her voice low and clear, yet without losing a shred of rationality. "But I want cash, stacks of it, the quicker, the better."
Shi Lin lowered his gaze, his eyes fixed on her face. At that moment, she was wearing a light green floral dress, the collar slightly askew, with a few dried dark red bloodstains rubbed on it, a slim clot of blood dried up on her forehead dipping into her hair. Her lips were very pale, her complexion very pale, almost abnormally so. The signs of her distress were glaringly obvious. If not at the end of her tether, she wouldn't have come forward proactively today. Shi Lin gazed at her for a moment, then a mocking curve suddenly tugged at the corners of his lips.
"You went on a return trip, only to decide to sell yourself. Fifty thousand, not feeling cheap?" he draped one arm and leaned against the door frame, his tone seemingly smiling but carrying a hint of disdain and mockery towards her, mocking her plight, mocking her once resolute backbone. Indeed, how ridiculous she was. Lin Mian's throat tightened, she lowered her head, squeezing out a few words through her teeth. "So, do you agree?"
Shi Lin fell silent for a few seconds, then chuckled and raised an interested eyebrow, lazily opening his mouth.
"Lin Mian, you've slept with me three times, you should know that I'm not stingy when it comes to spending money. Fifty thousand is nothing to me. I let you set your own price, and you came up with such a low figure. Don't you think you're shortchanging yourself?"
"I need fifty thousand, so I only want fifty thousand."
Lin Mian bit her lip, her eyes calm and serene.
Her back was straight, exuding a hint of stubbornness between her bones, looking somewhat obstinate.
Shi Lin sneered disdainfully, "At this juncture, you're still trying to salvage your pitiful pride. Since you're selling yourself, fifty thousand and a million make no difference. Do you understand?"
"I understand, but I only want fifty thousand."
Shi Lin paused, then Lin Mian added, "I have one condition. When I earn enough fifty thousand, I will return it to you. You must let me go free, and never bother me again."
She knew Shi Lin was powerful and had strong desires. Until the day he tired of her, he wouldn't let her go. So, the timeframe of 'following him' was almost negligible.
Once caught in the trap, it's as deep as the sea.
But even after she made the money, she still wanted to completely redeem herself.
This was the only condition she could discuss with him.
Shi Lin seemed surprised by her statement, his interest growing stronger, but there was a hint of displeasure in his expression.
"Lin Mian, you're already thinking about escaping before you even start with me. Since you're so reluctant, how can you convince me to agree to this condition?"
Lin Mian bit her lip, "You're not wrong at all, are you?"
"I let you sleep with me for free, and you still want more."
Shi Lin: "..."
He didn't expect this woman to think this way.
Silly, naive, and stubborn.
But that didn't change his desire to sleep with her, especially now.
Shi Lin nodded, "Deal."
Upon hearing his words, Lin Mian let out a sigh of relief, her fingers tightly gripping her phone as she discreetly turned off the recording function.
After the previous experience, she was more cautious.
No matter what she discussed with him, she had to keep evidence.
The next moment, Shi Lin slightly leaned to the side, leaving a gap for her.
"Come in."
Lin Mian's heart skipped a beat, meeting his deep, dark eyes, and instinctively asked, "What for?"
"Getting you the money," Shi Lin replied.
Only then did Lin Mian relax, and she followed him as he headed towards his home.
The door crack was narrow, with the man's tall and imposing figure occupying most of it. She squeezed in, almost rubbing against his scorching chest.
As soon as she entered the door, she felt a tightness around her waist, and with a "bang," she was pressed against the door frame by the man.
Startled, Lin Mian raised her head and collided with his eyes, which concealed deep intentions.
Looking down at her from a height, Shi Lin held her face in his large hand, slightly lowering his head, warm and ambiguous breath enveloping her.
"To get the money, you need to show sincerity, understand?"
"H-How do I show it?" Lin Mian felt her cheeks heating up.
"After teaching you so many techniques in the previous three times, today it's time to test your skills. You'll have to serve me, and demonstrate all those poses..."
Before Shi Lin could finish his sentence, Lin Mian suddenly tiptoed and pressed her warm lips against his without hesitation.