Chapter 68

"……Mr. Producer Shentu, I, I don't want to change the contract," He Lele lowered her eyes, looking at the contract, and refused.

She knew very well that multiplying all amounts by five was entirely beneficial to her, because whether it was one hundred thousand or five hundred thousand, she couldn't afford to pay it; she would only have to obediently work for three months, while her income would realistically rise to one hundred thousand per month. It wasn't that she didn't want to earn more money. Think about it, if she had had one hundred thousand back then, she could have left immediately when she discovered the truth about this job, instead of having to……

But—she couldn't convince herself to accept this one-hundred-thousand-a-month salary with a clear conscience. Even if she had no work experience, she knew what a monthly income of one hundred thousand meant in the current workplace, and what she was doing now…… from twenty thousand to one hundred thousand, perhaps her job content hadn't changed at all, but she had realistically turned from a manager into a kept prostitute……

Call her pretentious, or call her a whore who still wants to build a memorial arch, she wouldn't do things she couldn't get past herself.

Producer Seeing Shentu Mo didn't look up at her; he just raised one hand—and took off his glasses. He Lele, however, was so frightened by this action that she took a step back, her hands tightly clenched behind her back.

Producer Seeing Shentu Mo still didn't look at her; he just turned his head to look at the wall clock, then stood up, turned, and walked to the dining table to sit down.

It wasn't until Producer Seeing Shentu Mo finished his dinner and put down his knife and fork that He Lele dared to step forward, preparing to clear the table. Who knew that the man would brush the tray away at this moment, raising his cold, fierce eyes to look at her.

The man's glasses were like his mask, hiding his sharp eyes behind the lenses; the ruthlessness and cruelty in his bones seemed to be covered up along with them. However, once he left the magic of the glasses, even his handsome face became so wild, deep, and chilling that one couldn't help but submit.

Producer Seeing Shentu Mo stood up and walked behind her, his body pressed tightly against her until her waist and abdomen hit the edge of the table, looking down at her as her brows furrowed in discomfort from the pressure of the table edge.

With his hands braced on either side of her, his breath exhaled against the back of her neck and ear, his low, magnetic voice spoke the language of a demon.

"You had better have a clear understanding—in this apartment building, the one with the worst temper isn't Ruan Lin, nor is it Seeing Mu Wei, but me."

Trembling as she felt the movement of his lips and tongue, she…… knew, she knew the consequences of defying him, but—

"……Mr. Producer Shentu, this has nothing to do with whether the temper is good or not; you are all just more wicked than the last…… Do you also use such coercion, inducement, and intimidation on those who oppose you at work? Uh, hmm……" Enduring the pain of being bitten fiercely on her shoulder and neck, He Lele's tone held a bit of disappointment that even she couldn't explain, "I originally thought your achievements came from your ability and your focus on your career, but it turns out…… Hehe……"

Producer Seeing Shentu Mo's body stiffened, but the next second he flipped her body over and pressed her onto the table, staring at her open, fearless eyes.

How long had it been…… since he had been provoked?

However, before thinking about this question, he should first think carefully about why he chose the worst possible way to force her to sign the contract—no, he hadn't chosen at all. From the moment he knew in the morning that she had been wanting to resign and wanting to escape, his brain had already started refusing to think!

Author's Note:

I often feel like I'm quite scum~~ It's normal to spend over five or six hours writing three thousand words~~ A male author on the forum once posted despising authors who write over a thousand words per chapter~~ Jiangshan can only be speechless~

Actually, the two reasons I liked Xianwang at the beginning were: one, no messy stuff~~ two, readers could accept a chapter of over a thousand words~

The only thing I worried about was that no one would pay attention to me~~ Later, I found that the girls on Xianwang were a hundred times more enthusiastic than I had heard~~ I felt very lucky to have found the right place~~

Thank you everyone~~ Love you all~~~

I've been a bit long-winded today~~ I have to sit in a car all day on Tuesday to go back to my hometown~~ If everything goes smoothly, I should be able to write when I get home at night~~ I will try my best to write some on the car tomorrow~~ I won't stop updating~~ Hugs to everyone~~

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☆, Chapter 72: Suddenly Popular

Dragging her sore thighs, He Lele, with a headache, returned to the sixth floor with a bitter face to wash Seeing Mu Wei's body.

An hour and a half ago, she thought she was dead—after she said those mocking words to Producer Seeing Shentu Mo, after she saw his bloodthirsty gaze like a leopard, but…… who knew how much time had passed, a faint smile actually appeared on Producer Seeing Shentu Mo's face, and then, he had her once on the dining table, and his movements weren't particularly rough as a punishment, just…… this time it really lasted a long time, and in the end, she could only twitch and beg for mercy under the orgasm, while he still looked relaxed, comfortable, and unsatisfied.

When she left, he didn't make her sign the modified contract, but returned the envelope from the day to her, although the credit card inside was snapped in half.

She flipped through the instructions that came with the credit card in the envelope; it turned out that the credit card was a high-limit credit card specially issued by the bank for Muse employees with a monthly salary of over twenty thousand, with a limit of—one hundred thousand exactly.

Could it be that Producer Seeing Shentu Mo was afraid she would use the credit card to cash out and pay the breach of contract fee? Please, if she couldn't afford the bank's minimum monthly payment, wouldn't she still have to go to jail……

However, what was he laughing at? Did she say something ridiculous?

"……" Seeing Mu Wei looked at her absent-minded appearance and wanted to ask what was wrong, but…… he couldn't ask. He had said he would protect her, said he wouldn't allow anyone to hurt her again, and after making such bold statements, he turned around only to find that he had no standing at all.

She always returned to his side with the scent of having had fun with other men, and her calm appearance made him completely unable to guess her thoughts. Was she happy? What did she want? And what could he do for her?

"Honey, did you forget something?"