C2 That's How Much You Hate Me?

"Fifty per hour." The man still didn't hear Chen Meng'er's words and continued speaking.

"I said me … What did you say? An hour and fifty? "Then one day …" Chen Meng'er counted with her fingers.

"An hour and fifty years. A day is a thousand and two hundred thousand. A month is thirty-six thousand. A year is one million and eight hundred thousand. Two years is …"

"Wait, if this goes on, won't I become a millionaire in three years?" Chen Meng'er looked at him in disbelief and sneered, "You think I'm an idiot? If there really is so much money, anyone would be willing to do it.

"Because you meet three of my requirements."

"Three conditions?"

"First, you have no money, no men, no jobs. Second, you hate men. Third, you are ugly!" The man slowly counted them with a slender hand.

"When did I ever say I hated men? I'm not ugly either! " Chen Meng'er jumped in front of him and poked his chest with her finger. "Why is this man so tall?" she asked. It made her want to stand on tiptoe.

"Just now, you said that all the stinky men will die, so you should be considered to hate men. Moreover, you are already very ugly in my eyes." The man continued to speak frivolously.

"You …" Chen Meng'er stomped her feet and said, "I'm not going to marry you. At worst, I'll just go to jail!"

The man didn't believe that the women in this world could resist the temptation of money. He embraced her with one hand and smiled evilly: "You're really not willing?"

Chen Meng'er saw the man she had not known for more than an hour actually touch her. Anxious, she kicked his ankle and placed both of her hands on his chest, trying to struggle free.

"Hey!" "Do you hate me that much?" Since no woman had ever rejected him like this before, he couldn't help but increase his grip on her, preventing her from moving even a little bit.

If she hadn't seen him bend his head to look at her, she would only have been able to see his nostrils. Under the light of the lamp, this man's face was completely revealed to her, very standard. What moved her the most was his thin lips, his sharp eyes, his arrogant demeanor, such a perfect union with God, why would such a man choose to marry her?

"Are you sick?" Chen Meng'er asked carefully.

"You are the one who is sick!" The man rolled his eyes at her. Was this woman challenging his limits? If not for the fact that she met all three of his requirements and rejected him one more point, he would have kicked her away and found another one.

"If I'm not sick, why did you choose to marry me?" Chen Meng'er looked at his unhappy face and swallowed her saliva. "I just want to know, what happens if you suddenly sell me out if you agree?"

What was this woman thinking? Could it be the aftermath of the blow he suffered after breaking up with her? The man frowned, not prepared to answer, as if his own explanation was superfluous.

"Is it really Rmb 50 an hour?" Chen Meng'er asked, not giving up.

"If you agree, starting tomorrow at fifty dollars an hour." the man repeated weakly.

The lights in the park suddenly went out. It was already past 11 P.M. The lights in the park had to go out at this time to let tourists know it was time to go home. Chen Meng'er looked around and murmured, "Take me home first. I'll think about it."

The man pushed away the woman in his arms, asking for it. He even found someone to be her chauffeur. He said in a low voice, "This is the only time!"

Chen Meng'er was pushed away by him and fell to the ground. She was just about to scold him when she heard his words and swallowed those vulgarities. Otherwise, she would have to walk home.

As the car sped down the stairs, Chen Meng'er opened the door and jumped out before it could stop, as if there was a man-eating monster inside. She quickly took out her keys and entered the building.

Women these days were truly incomprehensible!

Loong Qi looked at Chen Meng'er's back and shook his head. Today, he finally met a rare animal. He didn't want money, nor did he want his husband's looks. Could it be that Cinderella likes the Black Horse Prince?

Chen Meng'er stomped up the stairs and was relieved only when she reached the door of her room. She had met a madman tonight, and the world was in chaos now. She inserted her key into the keyhole and opened the door gently.

The door to the room was unlocked. A man and a woman were dancing together in each other's arms.

The woman seemed to have seen Chen Meng'er standing outside the door. She smiled sinisterly as she hugged the male lead and danced crazily, showing off her curvy figure.

Tears rolled down Chen Meng'er's face. She didn't know whether to go in or to leave, as if everything was just a dream.

"Hey, your woman is back!" The woman spoke to the man beside her, but she didn't stop dancing.