Chapter 1003

"Moreover, the sky is high and the emperor is far away. Although they are powerful here, they are helpless in country T. If you take advantage of the chaos and kill them, then throw their bodies into the sea, no one will find out, right?"

Xie Jinhuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You are the most professional in doing this kind of thing."

"Hahaha! Mr. Xie, you are so thoughtful and thoughtful in every aspect! But... I helped you, how should you thank me?"

"Money, land, whatever you want, just ask."

"I have something I want right now."

As he spoke, Song Lai looked up and down Shu Yan's graceful body with greedy and lewd eyes.

The next second, Xie Jinhuan grabbed her arm and swung it violently.

Shu Yan was caught off guard and screamed, throwing herself on Song Lai. She was immediately held in the arms of the strong man and endured the up and down hands that made her nauseous.

Xie Jinhuan stood up slowly and left the room without looking back.

"Tonight, she is yours."

...

That night, Songlai enjoyed fine wine and women, and left Qianqiusui with satisfaction with the tasks assigned to him by Xie Jinhuan.

Shu Yan lay slumped on the bed covered with scars, like a discarded, broken and beautiful toy.

Her beloved red dress was torn to pieces on the ground, and those ugly and terrible utensils lay there quietly, laughing at how humiliating and miserable she was tonight.

At this time, the door opened.

Familiar footsteps approached, and Xie Jinhuan walked to the bed and stared coldly at her naked body.

"I really didn't expect that he would have this kind of hobby that rivals that of my big brother."

Shu Yan looked at the man she had loved for half her life through the messy hair scattered on her pale face, tears gradually filling her eyes.

"You have worked hard tonight. Tell Secretary Tan what you want." Xie Jinhuan's eyebrows were filled with a chilling coldness.

His eyes were blazing only for Tang Qiaoer.

Other women are just tools for him to make profit.

"I want...my red dress." Shu Yan opened her lips that were about to wither and trembled.

Xie Jinhuan looked indifferent and said, "Okay, I'll ask Secretary Tan to buy it for you."

"This skirt was given to me by you for my birthday two years ago..."

Shu Yan was so choked that she couldn't speak, clutching the sheets tightly, tears silently sliding down her soft cheeks.

"Yeah."

Xie Jinhuan's eyes were dark, and he twitched the corners of his lips indifferently, "Then do you know why I gave you a red dress?

Because Qiaoqiao likes red. So, I love seeing you in red. "

Shu Yan felt a pervasive chill spread all over her body, and her chest hurt as if it had been cut open with a knife. Her bleeding heart was pulled out by the man, ruthlessly trampled, and torn to pieces.

She knew the answer clearly and couldn't do without Tang Qiaoer, and she knew that asking would be humiliating herself.

But she couldn't help but wanted to ask again and again.

As if she could actually wait for a different answer.

"Have a good rest. Also, you know what you are going to do next, right? You volunteered."

Xie Jinhuan turned around and was about to leave when Shu Yan suddenly rolled off the bed and tightly held the man's cold hand.

"Ajin...have you ever had any feelings for me...Ajin?"

He turned to look at her, his eyes blurry.

Shu Yan burst into tears and asked, "No? After all these years... nothing?"