Mr. He, your sweet wife has signed for it

Chapter 4 Agreement
Qin Shuang's chin hurt from being pinched by him, and she wanted to hide and struggle, but at this moment, she was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength.

The strength with which he raised his hand to push He Zhiyao was as soft as scratching an itch.

Only the stubbornness in her eyes clearly showed her uncompromising.

She bit her lips tightly, and swallowed her cough with difficulty, her face turned red from holding back, and then said hoarsely, "I, want, go, go home."

The chill in He Zhiyao's eyes seemed to turn into substance, causing the surrounding temperature to drop by more than ten degrees.

He stared coldly into Qin Shuang's eyes, was silent for a while, and suddenly let out a low "huh" laugh.

Following his laughter, Qin Shuang's heart trembled.

He Zhiyao let go of her jaw, stood up, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her off the bed.

Qin Shuang was still running a high fever. As soon as his feet hit the ground, as if he was stepping on cotton, he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

It's just that before she fell down, He Zhiyao put one hand through her armpit and dragged her out the door. She struggled with all her strength, "Let go of me, you..."

But He Zhiyao was like dragging goods, and he didn't even cast a glance at her.

She couldn't break free, almost instinctively, she opened her mouth and bit his arm.

She was biting extremely hard, but he didn't seem to be aware of it at all. Not only did he drag her along, but he didn't even slow down the pace.

It wasn't until he dragged her to the study room at the other end of the corridor that he threw her to the ground in front of the sofa without any emotion, then turned around, took a blue folder from the desk, and walked towards Qin Shuang.

Qin Shuang watched helplessly as he approached step by step, and retreated to the side anxiously, but he was dragged to the front.

He Zhiyao sat down on the sofa, Qin Shuang was dragged by his collar, and knelt on the ground, he leaned slightly, with his arms half around her shoulders, loosened her collar, and pinched her chin.

The other hand spread out the blue folder, revealing a black and white agreement.

"Give me line by line, word by word, what kind of thing are you!"

"I have already warned you last time, make yourself clear."

"Remember, from head to toe, not even a single strand of hair belongs to you, who gave you the right to go on a hunger strike?"

Qin Shuang's brain was rumbling, and her eyes were dizzy, but the words on the agreement still jumped into her eyes one by one. She knew every word, including the very familiar name that was signed at the end. , she can recognize that handwriting.

But the contents of this agreement seem to have played a big joke on her.

3000 million, her mother sold her to the man in front of her, He Zhiyao.

A man she had never met before, a total stranger.

No, no, no...

Qin Shuang blinked once, and then blinked again.

Does she have a fever and is confused, is her eyes a little blurred...

is that a lie?

really.

Definitely fake.

Qin Shuang thought so, and murmured completely unconsciously,
"Fake, this is fake..."

He Zhiyao laughed angrily at her self-deceiving appearance, and let out a low "heh" again, the little patience that was originally left completely disappeared.

He slapped the document on the coffee table, lifted Qin Shuang's chin, forcing her to meet his eyes,

"You still don't give up, do you?"

(End of this chapter)