C1 You Want to Die Go Away!

"Pain …"

When Ming Shu woke up from her coma, the first thing she felt was pain.

His whole body was in pain.

She opened her eyes and moved, her hands and feet tied.

Her dazed eyes, which had just woken from her coma, abruptly widened as her consciousness instantly returned to the cage.

She was kidnapped!

After accompanying guests and drinking at the hotel, he came out of the bathroom and was knocked unconscious by someone.

Who is it?

What do you want?

Ming Shu suppressed the panic in her heart and tried to struggle free, but the rope on her hands and feet didn't budge at all.

The sound of the door opening could be heard as a bald, pot-bellied, middle-aged fat man came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

Seeing that Ming Shu had woken up, he smiled obscenely, walked to the bed, and touched Ming Shu's little face. "I have seen countless girls, but this is the first time I've met a beauty like you. My luck today has exploded!"

"Let me go, don't touch me!" Ming Shu frowned in disgust as she dodged his hand and struggled with all her might.

She wore a red silk short skirt with slender arms and straight legs. Her exquisite collarbones were exposed to the air.

The coquettish fiery red color accentuated her porcelain white skin. Her beautiful face was as charming as a fairy.

The man instantly became tough. He burned in the flames and impatiently tore at her dress. "Darling, don't be impatient. Let this lord properly love you. This lord will guarantee that you'll scream in delight later!"

"Is he courting death? Get lost! " Ming Shu desperately tried to avoid the fingers that made her nauseous and continued to struggle as she shouted for help.

His clothes were ripped apart, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin in front of the man's eyes. It was so tender that it seemed as if it could be pasted with water.

The man's eyes shone even brighter as he reached out his hand to grab Ming Shu's snow-white, perfectly round hand.

"Scram!" Ming Shu struggled to keep her hands and feet from bleeding. Her eyes were bloodshot as she looked at the fat hand reaching out towards her. Her despairing cries were like the cries of a cuckoo crying blood.

The door was kicked open.

The man only had time to turn his head to look back. Before he could curse, he was grabbed by the hair and thrown out.

His fat body heavily fell to the ground. Just as he wanted to get up, his life root was stepped on by someone. The tip of his foot stepped on, causing him to scream like a pig being butchered, instantly fainting and losing all signs of life.

Ye Qihan looked at the fainted man in disgust, then walked back to the bed.

Ming Shu finally managed to break free from the rope, but the price was that her wrists had been grinded into a bloody mess.

As the clothes were torn, Ming Shu pulled the bedsheet over her body and looked up at Ye Qihan. Her body trembled slightly as she looked into Ye Qihan's eyes with bone-deep hatred.

Ye Qihan looked at Ming Shu's stubborn expression and took out a bank card. "The hospital said that they don't have even one million yuan. Tomorrow, they'll throw Ming Han on the street."

Ming Shu glared at him, biting her lower lip tightly as her body trembled even more violently.

Ye Qihan threw the bank card at Ming Shu, "There's a million in it. You can sleep with me for a night. It's yours."

Ming Shu was so angry that she started laughing.

Ye Qihan.

Her good brother, Ye Qihan.

The orphan on the street back then, Jinn City number one rich man now, Ye Qihan.

She hated Ye Qihan so much that she couldn't cut him into a thousand pieces, but she still laughed softly.

She touched her hair that had fallen down to her ear. Her eyes were moving in all directions. She looked so charming and alluring. "Good, Young Master Ye. One million yuan a night. It's better than letting that fatty sleep for nothing."

Ye Qihan frowned. He suddenly regretted that his kick was too light.

Ming Shu got up and kneeled on the bed with the bedsheet wrapped around her. Her white index finger slid across Ye Qihan's pretty face, and her eyes were bewitching as she said, "Young Master Ye, Shu bothers you to wait for a moment. She has to let Shu take a shower to prevent her body from dirtying you. What do you say?"

Ye Qihan frowned slightly as he looked at Ming Shu.

This Ming Shu gave him a sense of unfamiliarity.

He and Ming Shu grew up together, and the Ming Shu that he remembered was clean, pure, and beautiful.

However, at this moment, Ming Shu's face was still as beautiful as ever. There was a hint of seduction in her bones that made her look like a temptress.

When he thought about the man from before, who had seen Ming Shu acting like this before, he suddenly had the urge to dig out that man's eyeballs.

Ming Shu got up and went to the bathroom.

Half an hour later, Ming Shu, wrapped in a white towel, came out of the bathroom.

The towel only covered her below the chest and above the thigh. Apart from that, she could not see anything else.

Ye Qihan saw her pressing the towel on her chest and walking towards him step by step. His throat turned and his body reacted quickly.

Ming Shu walked up to him and held onto the towel with one hand and Ye Qihan's shoulder with the other. She pushed him onto the bed and smiled seductively, "Young Master Ye … Shu is waiting on you! "

Her sweet voice made Ye Qihan's heart tremble.

Even through his clothes, he seemed to feel the soft hand on his shoulder.

Once, they … His fingers were clenched countless times …

Ming Shu sat astride Ye Qihan's legs, her lips slowly moving closer to Ye Qihan's.

It was as if someone ignited a fire inside Ye Qihan's body. His hands fiercely wrapped around Ming Shu's waist, trying to knock her down onto the bed.

"Don't move!" Ming Shu's sweet and soft voice suddenly turned cold.

The cold and sharp glass fragments pressed against Ye Qihan's carotid artery.

Ming Shu was still smiling seductively, but her gaze was no longer captivating. There was only bone-deep hatred.

The sharp glass fragments pressed against Ye Qihan's carotid artery. Ming Shu slowly sat up and looked at Ye Qihan with cold ridicule, "You want to sleep with me? Heh, it's no one's turn! "

Ye Qihan glanced at the broken glass on his carotid artery and turned to Ming Shu. "You don't dare!"

"Want to try?" Ming Shu used all her strength and the glass fragments pierced Ye Qihan's skin. The scarlet blood dripped down Ye Qihan's neck.

There was blood for Ye Qihan and blood for Ming Shu.

The glass shards came from a small mirror Ming Shu had broken in the bathroom.

Holding the glass fragments, the irregular pieces cut Ye Qihan's neck and Ming Shu's fingers.

Ye Qihan turned his head and looked at the dripping blood. His eyes darkened and his heart ached.

He could ignore his own bloody neck, but he could not ignore Ming Shu's severed finger.

Ye Qihan's gaze followed the direction of Ming Shu's bloody finger and landed on her stubborn, pursed lips. He smiled and said, "Fine, you win this time. You can leave."

Having grown up together, he was very clear about her stubbornness.

He would rather die than die.

Ming Shu, who had revealed such an expression, really dared to die.

And he didn't dare to let her die.

Ming Shu laughed softly, and the glass shard moved closer to Ye Qihan's neck, "Could I trouble Young Master Ye to get someone to buy some clothes for Shu. Although Shu is living a rotten life now, she should have some shame. What do you think, Young Master Ye?"