The daughter is poisonous: The Boss' runaway bride

Chapter 2 The Price of Betrayal - Endless Humiliation 02
Even if she dies, still remember his means?
She wanted to cry, but she had no more tears. She wanted to scold, but she couldn't.

There was a desolate and hopeless smile on the corner of her lips, and the emptiness in those once clear and pure eyes made people feel chilling. When those people's eyes were shining greedily towards her, she unconsciously glanced at the man in the corner.

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Tang Xi, are you happy like this?
She opened her eyes wide, as if the person who was about to be insulted was not her, but him.

The man sitting in the darkness is noble and cold, exuding an icy aura that should not be approached by strangers all over his body. Within three feet, everything is frozen.

He looked at her coldly. Would this lowly, vicious, and promiscuous woman be willing to be humiliated rather than beg for mercy for that man?
He gave her so much, but in the end, she only returned him with humiliation and betrayal!

He hates betrayal the most!
But why, seeing such a scene, it was supposed to be a scene of her begging for mercy and crying, and it was supposed to be a moment of happy revenge, but he didn't have any sexual desire?
Her porcelain-white delicate face, and that beautiful touch, once touched, people don't want to let go, and wish they could get stuck in it.

Her smooth and jade-like skin was so delicate that she couldn't use any force. Even when he was taking a bath, if his hand was too hard, it would leave marks on it.

But now, is he going to watch those greedy perverts stretch their dirty hands towards her?
Seeing her being destroyed with your own eyes?

Thinking of her viciousness and betrayal, his heart was as painful as being refined by lava.

When a big dark hand touched her pale cheek, her gaze flew over erratically, empty and lifeless, as if she was looking at him, but also seemed not.

There is no longer the warmth and clarity of the past, no despair, begging for mercy, or even resentment or humiliation!
Those cameras were still working, recording everything faithfully. He watched those muscular arms stretched out towards her, and looked at her like a lamb that fell into the mouth of a wolf, white and weak.

There was silence all around, only the sound of the men's heartbeats in their own ears, the sound of swallowing saliva, and the sound of heavy breathing...

Suddenly, Tang Xi rushed over with a stride, and kicked a man who was stroking her cheek obsessively. The rest of the people didn't expect such a change in him, and they were stunned.

He was like a god of death crawling out of hell, his fine hair was still stained with cold water, and fell into the open neckline along his sharp jaw.

The thin lips without a trace of blood were tightly pursed into a line, and his gaze turned, like a cold blade with murderous intent, making people shudder, and no one dared to stare at him.

There was a cold and oppressive aura surrounding him, and that powerful aura seemed to freeze the surrounding air, which made several men stumble back.

He was dressed in black leather, his face was equally pale, his figure was tall and straight, and he stared at her coldly.

But she didn't seem to see him, and her empty eyes seemed to prove that she was wandering outside, as if her soul was out of her body.

He leaned over and suddenly raised his hand to grab her chin. His slender fingers under the bandage were strong and powerful, grabbing her fiercely, forcing her to look at him.

She didn't look at him at all, as if she had never known him.

He snorted coldly, bowed his head and pressed down, without any tenderness, not a kiss, but biting and aggressing, as if he wanted to call back her reason and make her hurt, so that he would not collapse in anger.

(End of this chapter)