Chapter 2 is just taking a bath

  "Smelly girls, taking money but not doing anything and still want to run away!"

  The two burly men who came up quickly caught Leng Xi, and the "Mediterranean" glared at him with a ferocious face.

  "Who paid you? Don't spit blood at people!" Leng Xi wasn't someone to be trifled with, she bared her teeth and claws in resistance.

  Ling Han slightly furrowed his brow, coldly observing from the side. He had seen such scenes many times before - undoubtedly a matter between the buyer and the young lady. In a certain sense, he was disgusted by this almost rotten transaction. After glancing at the woman with her arrogant and overbearing demeanor, a hint of contemptuous cold light flashed in his eyes, and he turned to leave, finding these worldly disputes annoying.

  "You still want to quibble, huh? This is your own mother Mei Shan's signature, 2 million, you've been sold out, I'll let you die with a clear understanding!" "Mediterranean" shook a white paper with black characters in front of Leng Xi.

  Leng Xi? The words pierced through the air and stabbed into Ling Han's ears, his eyes flashing cold for an instant.

  Leng Xi was unbelievable, staring blankly at the white paper and black words in front of her, feeling as if her entire nervous system had been numbed by a bolt from the blue. Now that the evidence was irrefutable, what reason or courage did she have left to shout?

  But she never thought that Mei Yi, who kept saying it was for her own good, would actually sell her out. Yesterday, she had welcomed her back with such enthusiasm and warmth, but today, she sold her out for 2 million yuan.

  Leng Xi felt as if his heart was shrouded in icy coldness, and he refused to accept this heartbreaking reality.

  "What are you staring at? Hurry up and take her back!" "Mediterranean" shouted impatiently.

  Leng Xi regained her senses, and only then did she understand what it meant to be terrified. "No, I won't go, I won't go with you..." Leng Xi struggled, but her slender body was no match for the two robust and powerful men. The more she struggled, the rougher they became, leaving several red marks on her delicate white arms.

  She couldn't bear the pain, and Leng Xi felt that her world was about to turn black. She knew that if she went back to that room again, her chastity would be lost for sure, and maybe there would be even more painful humiliation waiting for her. Was her life really going to be ruined like this? The harder she struggled, the closer despair and fear crept in, almost drowning her.

  "Haha... this little girl still has some backbone, I like it, haha..." A loud and clear laughter came from behind, making Leng Xi's hair stand on end with fear, tears streaming down her face in a pitiful and helpless manner. "Grandma, please save Xi'er..." Crystal clear tears overflowed from her pale face.

  "Halt!" Just as Leng Creek was about to be taken away from the hall, a cold and stern voice came from behind.

  "The Mediterranean" was just a flash of strong wind in front of his eyes, and the next second, Ling Han's face appeared in front of him, with a piece of paper clutched in his hand.

  Wait! That paper is... a check!

  "This is 2 million, let her go and get out!" Before "Mediterranean" could speak, Ling Han's cold and powerful words burst out of his sexy thin lips.

  The natural aura of a born king made "Mediterranean" somewhat timid, but for the sake of so-called face, he still wanted to puff up his chest and shout with a slightly weaker ferocious face, "Why... uh..."

  "As the word 'Mediterranean' came out of his mouth, his ferocious face twisted in agony, and his hands, which had just been covering his abdomen, were again twisted behind his back like a pair of handcuffs."

  "Leave now, or lose this hand!" Ling Han's eyes were deep and mysterious, exuding a ruthless and cold aura that spread from his body.

  It's easy to make people shiver, "Mediterranean" is in pain, begging repeatedly, "I'm leaving, I'm leaving, still not letting go of Cold Creek!"

  Having obtained her freedom, Leng Qing ran to the back of Ling Han and hid behind him, wiping away tears, like a frightened little rabbit, completely unlike the bravado she had shown when shouting at the enemy earlier. She actually was really scared just now.

  The "Mediterranean" picked up the check on the ground and fled in a flurry.

  Leng Xi let out a sigh of relief as he turned his back on the "Mediterranean" and stuck out his tongue: Scram, don't let me see you again!

  She turned her head, just about to thank the man who had just rescued her, but unexpectedly her arm was grasped firmly by him. Without giving her a chance to react, he pulled her out with a strong force.

  Leng Xi didn't have time to say anything before she was forcibly stuffed into a black sedan. The next moment, the man got in and the car started, speeding away with a burst of energy.

  Leng Xi was cautious, glancing at the man from the back seat, he had a knife-carved handsome profile, and a wild aura that made people's ears dizzy, with a kind of enchanting temptation, but emitting an aura that made people afraid to get close.

  She felt that this man was not a good person either, and Leng Xi involuntarily shivered.

  The car stopped beside a luxurious villa, and Leng Qingyun was pulled into the villa in a daze.

  From start to finish, the man's strength was vigorous and brutal, giving Lengxi not a chance to resist. She was dragged into a luxurious and warm room.

  As soon as the door closed, Leng Xi hadn't reacted to what had happened when the man slowly approached her, his narrow eyes gleaming with an intimidating light. "From now on, your body doesn't belong to you!" He looked down at her condescendingly, as if he were her king.

  Leng Xi took a deep breath, her first reaction was: Oh no, I've walked into a trap! She quickly defended herself by covering her chest and backing away, "...... What do you want to do? You think I'll pay off the debt with my body? This method... don't you think it's too cliché? It's not like we're acting in a TV drama..."

  Her unclear words of refutation made Ling Han's lips curve into a cold smile, his eyes filled with disdain. He was used to women pretending to be refined and elegant, but it was just another form of entertainment for him.

  The next second, he began to get closer and closer to Leng Xi's body, accompanied by undressing, revealing a clear, strong, and beautiful wheat-colored skin that exuded strength and beauty...

  "Don't come over, don't come over, ah..." Leng Xi's courage was shaken, being pressed by the man and retreating, but seeing that the man took off more and more, finally even his belt was pulled out, and his western-style pants were taken off...

  Leng Xi finally couldn't calm down, covered his own eyes and screamed.

  Heart racing like a drum, breathing rapidly, too unlucky, thought I had escaped, but didn't think that no matter how hard I tried to escape, I still couldn't escape the fate of being bullied, Leng Xi suddenly felt so tragic.

  Cornered against the wall, Ling Han looked at the woman's flustered appearance and felt that he had played enough. He enjoyed seeing women make fools of themselves in front of him, raised an eyebrow, and gave a sly smile. Straightening his tall, sturdy body, he lazily stretched his neck and sauntered towards the bathroom.

  He had just touched that greasy "Mediterranean", he felt sick and wanted to take a bath, what an impure woman, Ling Han's playful smile was full of disdain, the implication overflowed, there were countless women who wanted to sleep with him, he would be interested in this kind of self-abasing prostitute? How ridiculous.

  The strong male hormone aura that had been pressing in on her suddenly receded, and Leng Xi only dared to look at the situation outside. She moved her fingers away from a crack, and through the gap between them, she saw that the man had pulled open the door next to the bathroom and entered. Her tense body relaxed all at once: Ah, it turned out she was just overthinking, he was just taking a bath, and she was still suffering from the aftereffects of being startled by the "Mediterranean" earlier.

  But in an instant, the man, with only a towel wrapped around his waist, his wheat-colored elastic skin glistening with water, like a lion stalking its prey in the forest, walked up to the creek and loomed over her body, "From this moment on, you are my slave!"

  His intimidating words fell like a curse from above.