C6 That's Two Hundred Thousand

Jian Mo felt humiliated. Although Yang Zhexu had always called her a dog, he had never let her climb like a dog.

This was completely trampling on her pride, ruthlessly crushing it again and again.

Looking at the man in front of her, she couldn't tell if he was happy or angry. She pursed her lips and didn't move.

"Is this the attitude of you asking for help?" Yang Zhexu raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

Jian Mo's eyes were lowered, her face expressionless. Even if Yang Zhexu wanted to trample her under his feet, she wouldn't be able to resist. She clenched her fists tightly, her legs trembling, and closed her eyes. She rushed to her knees.

Yang Zhexu looked at Jian Mo who was kneeling in front of him without a trace of pity. "Crawl over."

Her body froze in midair. Her eyes were closed, and she took a deep breath, silently telling herself, Jian Mo, you don't even have the most basic body right now. What's there to be unwilling about?

She slowly laid down and touched the ground with her palms. Lowering her head, she slowly extended her right hand and right foot, slowly crawling to Yang Zhexu's side.

"Good girl." Yang Zhexu looked at the woman under his feet and praised her. He stepped on her back without using any strength.

"You..." Jian Mo bit her lips, wanting to say something, but then she remembered who she was and bit her lips, swallowing the words she wanted to say.

"Hmm? My puppy, what do you want to say?" Yang Zhexu put his other foot on it as well. He leaned back against the boss's chair and asked in satisfaction.

"No." Jian Mo laid on the ground and felt the pressure coming from her back. Right now, she could only straighten her back.

"Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to take off your dog bell." His cold tone revealed an aura that made people shiver.

"I know." He lowered his eyes and said. Thinking of his own business, he raised his head and looked at Yang Zhexu, who was looking down at him from above. "My brother's matter..."

"Do you know about the things that are worth giving up?" Yang Zhexu looked into Jian Mo's eyes and said with a cruel tone that did not contain any emotion.

The body on the ground trembled visibly, and Yang Zhexu, whose feet were on Jian Mo's body, also felt it. He exerted all his strength to press down on his feet. "Of course you can refuse. I know what I'm doing."

The legs on the ground were weak, and his lips were trembling. He closed his eyes and made up his mind. "I agree."

Yang Zhexu was still expressionless.

The room was terrifyingly quiet, without a single sound. Jian Mo raised her head and forgot to glance at Yang Zhexu. The two of them stared at each other in silence, feeling a little suffocated.

"Since you've agreed, then let's pretend again." A cold voice came from above her head.

Jian Mo was so agitated by these words that she trembled even more violently. Had she not personally experienced Yang Zhexu's methods before? She lied to herself and told herself that what was out of sight was out of mind. She tried her best to force herself to ignore this shame.

Yang Zhexu looked at Jian Mo, who had an expression as if she was going to the execution ground, and couldn't help but sneer. "If you don't want to, then hurry up and get lost. Don't stay here and get in my way."

Jian Mo's body trembled from Yang Zhexu's scolding. She pursed her lips and said after a while, "I'm willing."

Just as she finished speaking, the gravity on her back disappeared. Immediately after, someone pinched her chin and forced her to look into Yang Zhexu's eyes.

Her dark eyes were bottomless, without a trace of emotion.

She was afraid and wanted to look away, but her chin was pinched tightly by Yang Zhexu and she couldn't move.

"Is this what you meant by being willing?" The sarcastic words came into her ears and pierced her heart.

He smiled miserably. "Zhexu ~" He called out softly, causing Yang Zhexu's tall body to suddenly tremble.

"Damn that woman," he whispered. Without waiting for Jian Mo to react, he reached out and scooped Jian Mo up, throwing her onto the desk.

His movements were so fierce and reckless that Jian Mo, who had fallen onto the table, felt a sharp pain in her waist. She stumbled against the corner of the table, and the pain shot through her mind, but she didn't make a sound as if she didn't feel any pain.

Looking at Jian Mo, who was enduring it, Yang Zhexu felt a wave of dissatisfaction in his heart. He pressed her head and started kissing her. His kiss was more like a bite, from the corner of his mouth to the back of his neck. Looking at the snow-white neck in front of him, which was still emitting a faint fragrance, Yang Zhexu's eyes darkened.

Jian Mo winced at the pain in her neck and let out an almost inaudible groan. Then, she bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound.

The pain on her neck became more and more obvious, and the bite of her teeth gradually pierced through her skin.

After a while, Yang Zhexu tasted blood. He gently let go of his ravaged neck and licked it with his tongue, sucking Jian Mo's blood like a vampire.

Seeing her numb reaction, like a beautiful porcelain doll, Yang Zhexu's eyes flashed with self-mockery and anger, and he went straight to the point.

Tearing open her shirt, Jian Mo rejected Yang Zhexu slightly. "This is the office." Her eyes were already moist. In the office, where people were coming and going, she could still hear some sounds outside. She really...

"Regretting?" Yang Zhexu's deep voice sounded in her ear, and his hands stopped moving.

"I..." Her lips were trembling, unable to say a complete sentence.

"You're treating me like an ATM. You don't want to give me anything, but you're asking for it endlessly. What a good plan." As he whispered into Jian Mo's ear, a warm breath brushed against her ear, and her originally white ears instantly turned red.

"I... No," Jian Mo said as she lowered her eyes. Her heart was filled with bitterness. She had never thought that they would become like this.

"Then cut the crap." With that, she tore open her clothes.

To Jian Mo, this was just a torture, a painful torture.

She kept her mouth tightly shut, not letting herself speak. After all, if she were to shout, even her last bit of pride would disappear.

After an unknown amount of time, so long that Jian Mo thought it was the end of the world, all of this finally came to an end.

She felt as if she had walked around the gates of hell.

His tired body lay on the table like a rag. After lying there for a long time, he finally came back to his senses. He heard Yang Zhexu's rapid breathing and turned his head slightly to look at his handsome face.

Yang Zhexu pushed her away and tidied himself up.

Jian Mo was in so much pain that she didn't have any strength left in her body. She could only lie on the table and stare blankly at the ceiling.

"Here's 200,000 yuan." He threw the cheque on her as if he was a customer who had just finished visiting a brothel.