C10 Am I Dirty

The door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Cheng Bingyun was taken aback, but quickly put the saber down.

"What are you doing here?" Looking at Lee Zecheng, who was standing at the door, Cheng Bingyun had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

"To see if you're dead." Lee Zecheng's words were full of mockery.

Cheng Bingyun clenched her fists tightly as her face paled.

"I don't want to see you right now. Please leave." He was a cinnabar mole that she couldn't erase from her heart, and she couldn't waver in her decision because of him.

"Don't want to see me? Which man would you like to see? " Lee Zecheng walked towards her, "Look at the red marks on your body, are you really unable to endure the loneliness?"

His voice wasn't loud, but his words were like needles piercing her chest, causing her to almost suffocate.

"It has nothing to do with you." Cheng Bingyun said weakly, unable to stand up straight, "Your fiancée found someone to take those photos of me, so that all the men in the world can look at me openly! Are you satisfied? "

Lee Zecheng raised his eyebrows as he looked at her, while a dark and profound light shone from his eyes.

Suddenly, he noticed that the phone on the table was still lit up and he grabbed it.

When he saw the messages between her and Mr. Ye, his eyes were filled with shock.

"Is that how you treat men? So those rumors online were all true! "

Cheng Bingyun snatched the phone away with bloodshot eyes.

She raised her trembling hand and pointed in the direction of the door. "Scram! I am that kind of person! Can you control it? "

"I came to see you because I was crazy." He punched the wall and left the room full of cold air.

Cheng Bingyun clutched her chest and raised her elbow to support herself against the wall.

Her heart was already dead. There was nothing more to lose …

Cheng Bingyun sniffed and washed her face with cold water. Then she sat in front of the mirror and began to paint her makeup.

Even though he was living a miserable life, he had to die in a dignified manner.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.

Cheng Bingyun came to the address Mr. Ye specified and hid the knife in her handbag.

"Mr. Ye, is what you said still true?" Cheng Bingyun said in a low voice, her eyes somewhat empty.

"In three days, I will help you settle this dispute and clear your grievances." In the dark room, the man's black eyes were unfathomably deep under his mask.

Cheng Bingyun raised her eyes and looked at him. "Why are you helping me?"

Cheng Bingyun didn't believe it because of her identity as a healer.

Mr. Ye's eyes flashed as he slowly said, "To be precise, I am only helping us."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Bingyun was puzzled.

Mr. Ye stood up from his seat and slowly walked towards her. The tall shadow completely enveloped her.

Cheng Bingyun's eyelids twitched. Her originally calm heart leaped in surprise.

"I want you to be my wife."

Mr. Ye said softly as he took off the tie on his shirt and tied it around Cheng Bingyun's eyes.

Her vision went dark, and her dress was slowly unzipped by the man.

Mr. Ye took off his mask and his cold lips fell on her delicate collarbone.

Cheng Bingyun sucked in a breath of cold air as she tightened her grip on her handbag.

She slipped her hand into her purse as the man's kiss slipped away.

"Don't you find me dirty, Mr. Ye?" She covered her movements with her voice.

"In my eyes, every inch of your skin is clean."

Mr. Ye's kiss caused her to tremble.

Cheng Bingyun was put on the bed by Mr. Ye.

"Good girl, give it to me."

Like that night, he coaxed her gently.

Cheng Bingyun tensed up, her eyes moist under her tie.

"Baby." Mr. Ye called out in a low voice as he adjusted his posture, removing the last of her concealment …