y's auction.But, as things turned out, this also happened to illustrate the cruelty that the Jian family hid beneath their facade.In the distance, Jian Zhen Dong was saying some pleasantries. After fi...Jian Tong thought that after lunch, everything would be over.
But it's clear that not everyone agrees.
A trace of helplessness flashed in Jian Tong's eyes: "Mr. Xiao, you've already finished your beef noodles." And you even had three bowls!
"Mmm, the beef noodle soup is pretty good."
"Are they discussing beef noodle soup"
"Mr. Xiao, could you please stop following me" This person is like a piece of chewing gum, just won't let go.
Mr. Xiao, I told you, if you have money, take it to Donghuang, and I promise I won't disappoint you. You can do whatever you want."
Xiao Heng curled the corners of his lips into a sinister smile, raising an eyebrow slightly as he uttered a light "Oh" with a teasing tone, "Anything goes, then"
Someone started digging a hole.
"Yes, you have money, bring your money to the Donghuang, you are a guest, and guests are God."
"Oh…" He let out another long "oh," his tone filled with deep meaning. However, Jian Tong couldn't quite grasp it at the moment: "You said this yourself. See you tonight."
After saying that, he turned and rode away on his bicycle.
Jian Tong's second monk couldn't quite figure out Xiao Heng. He was a bit confused about this person. However, she finally breathed a sigh of relief... This man finally left.
If she kept standing here under her dorm building... Jian Tong cautiously glanced around at those who might be looking at her.
"Little girl, was that just now your brother" An older woman ran over.
"No."
"Oh, that's your colleague"
Jian Tong shook her head again.
"Oh my, whoever it is, little girl, my third sister-in-law's niece just graduated this year, and she doesn't have a boyfriend. Little girl, you help me say a few words, okay"
This auntie grabbed her arm, this enthusiasm was a bit much for Jian Tong to handle. She looked at the auntie awkwardly... she couldn't tell the auntie that Xiao Heng was her "client", could she
"Oh my, I'm telling you, Auntie, you can't just go asking the young girls in the building like that. What if that guy is her boyfriend"
"Go go, impossible, oh. That man, I'm telling you, he's not bad at all. And this young lady... hey, little girl, oh, I'm not saying you don't deserve a good man, it's just...just...oh! No explanation! Little girl, don't be angry."
Jian Tong nodded randomly, his face turning grim. He hurried upstairs.
The voices of several aunties chatting could still be heard behind me.
"Da Feng, to say such things to a young girl right in front of her, aren't you afraid of hurting her feelings"
“Look, I’m just being straightforward. I always speak my mind, and you all know it. To be honest, this young lady and that man are just not a good match at all. They're miles apart.”
Besides, you don't know this little girl. I live next door to her. This girl doesn't know where she works, she always comes back in the middle of the night..."
The little child unknowingly quickened her pace.
When I got home, my face was as pale as death.
Those words from the older women, seemingly casual, Jian Tong actually heard them all.
She was unable to reciprocate Xiao Heng's feelings. The way he looked at her, so earnest and persistent, only made her feel dirtier.
She walked into the restroom and splashed water on her face. She propped her hands up on the sink, and as she looked up at her reflection in the mirror, she pushed back a strand of hair from her forehead. She carefully examined the scar on her brow, tracing it with her eyes. Her gaze followed the scar downward, landing on a pallid face.
Her hand, slowly reached to the back of her waist... The empty feeling only served to remind her: she wasn't a whole, normal person.
Everything was so quiet, she could hear her own heartbeat. She placed her palm on her chest and gently moved it towards her heart.
The heart beating in her left atrium... besides the beating heart, what else did she have!
The firmness in my eyes has strengthened even further, the unworthy will always remain unworthy.
……
But it seems that this matter wasn't up to Jian Tong alone.
As night falls, under the dazzling lights, countless souls lost in their emptiness wander through the city's vibrant corners, searching for solace and happiness.
"Jian Tong, 602, they're calling your name." A waiter knocked on the break room door and relayed the message to Jian Tong.
Jian Tong quickly stood up and followed the waiter all the way to the sixth floor.
"Sir, Jian Tong has arrived."
The waiter knocked on the door and turned to leave.
Jian Tong stood at the entrance of the private room.
Just as he was about to reach out, his hand froze in mid-air. The door swung open from the inside, and Jian Tong found himself rooted to the spot.
Xiao Heng stood in the middle of the private room door, pulling out a brilliant smile, his big white teeth particularly eye-catching. "Jian Tong, your client has arrived."
Jian Tong had a bit of a headache, and it was also rather amusing... He really did say what he meant.
She dropped her hand and headed towards the private room, "It's so boring in here." Before she could even enter, Xiao Heng grabbed her hand. "Come on, I'll take you out to play."
"...I'm at work, Mr. Xiao."
“I am your guest, aren't guests paramount Isn't the guest God Didn't you say that since I brought money to Donghuang tonight, you wouldn't disappoint me” Xiao Heng's thin lips curled into a sinister smile. He suddenly leaned down, his dark head pressed against Jian Tong's ear, his thin lips almost touching Jian Tong's earlobe, and said wickedly:
"Isn't that what you said, that you can do anything you want"
A hint of mischief flashed in his eyes. He deliberately puffed a hot breath towards Jian Tong's ear:
"Oh... So you were deliberately fooling me Jian Tong, that's not nice of you."
Jian Tong's ears were a bit sensitive, immediately turning red. She hurriedly dodged, but her waist and abdomen were grabbed by an iron arm, stopping her sideways. Xiao Heng leaned closer, his thin lips gliding over her earlobe with ambiguity:
"Come on, let's go out and have some fun. It's stifling in here. If you don't come, it'll be disrespectful to God. And if you don't... I'll be waiting for you downstairs at your place tomorrow."
Can this... be like this
Jian Tong's face went through several changes!
"Mr. Xiao, I'm at work!" she emphasized the words, reminding him of this fact.
"I know the rules of the East Emperor's place better than you. If I take you out, we register, and pay by the hour. If not, I'll help you get a leave of absence. How about that"
He pulled out another stack of bills: "Here," he placed it in front of Jian Tong, "just consider it work. Look at the money's face. I guarantee, we're only going for a late-night snack. Uncle Hu said that if I don't bring my little girlfriend out for a late-night snack, he won't make it for me… Jian Tong, Jian Tong, Jian Tong…"
"Stop shouting." She felt a surge of irritation.
"Sure, you can go have supper with me."
Jian Tong looked at Xiao Heng, seeing that he was determined to press on. Her temples ached slightly, so she rubbed them and said, "Just having a midnight snack"
"Yeah, sure, eating midnight snacks." Please.
"Well... okay."d her brow furrow, "Zhao Zhao, please correct that strange way you pronounce words."It's really, unbearable.The woman stretched out her hand and rubbed her brow, as for the matter of online booking, s...