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Lian Haoran and Sheng Chulu only had these two words left in their minds.

Lian Haoran was her boyfriend and also her benefactor.

However, she had used such a humiliating method to save him. Sheng Chulu laughed self-deprecatingly. Her mind was filled with the memories of her past with Lian Haoran.

She seemed to recall the voice of the past, the voice that saved her in a critical moment. "Chulu, hold on. Wait, I will save you right away. . . "

"Chulu. . . "

A few years ago, Sheng Chulu was hit by a car that was speeding over. Her car was deformed and she was stuck in the car door. The car was constantly leaking oil and it looked like it was about to explode.

When she was in despair, when she thought she was about to die. Lian Haoran appeared. She would always remember how he did his best to save her, even at the cost of everything.

When Lian Haoran pulled her out, the car still exploded. Lian Haoran protected her with all his might.

She did not suffer any serious injuries, but Lian Haoran's hand was scratched by the glass. It hurt his bones and bones. His hand was disabled. He was still so young, but he was disabled because of her.

Whether it was because of love or kindness, Sheng Chulu had no other choice. She could not let Lian's go bankrupt, and she could not let Lian Haoran have nothing. Therefore, she could only submit to Mo Tingxi, the devil.

The car stopped at the Sheng family mansion. Sheng Chulu got off the car and looked at the gorgeous house. The sadness in the depths of her heart surged again. Instead of calling it home, it was more like a place to rest and sleep.

Her mother had passed away long ago. There was now her father, her stepmother, and her stepsister at home. Her home was long gone.

Sheng Chulu dragged her physically and mentally exhausted body back home. As soon as she entered the door, she bumped into her stepmother.

It was a woman with unfriendly eyes, but she looked extremely charming, "Where did you go? It was midnight. Do you still look like a girl? Going out and fooling around like this will ruin the reputation of Sheng family. "

Yang Huiyan's words were filled with malice, leaving no room for negotiation.

In the living room, Sheng Zhihong put down the magazine in his hand, looked at the door, and scolded, "Chulu, your mother is asking you a question. Do you still have any dignity and shame? Why don't you take a look at what time it is now?"

Sheng Chulu was already used to not being rewarded for meritorious deeds. She curled her lips and smiled bitterly, "It's raining. I couldn't get a taxi and hid from the rain for a while, so I came back late. "

Finishing, Sheng Chulu turned around and walked past Yang Huiyan but when she turned sideways, she was grabbed by Yang Huiyan's arm.

Yang Huiyan used so much strength that it made Sheng Chulu's glabella frown. It was so painful!

Just now when she fell in the Mo residence, Yang Huiyan coincidentally grabbed that bruise.

"Let go. "

Sheng Chulu's voice was clear and indifferent and her cold manner made Yang Huiyan laugh coldly.

"Let go?! Zhihong, come and see what your precious daughter did outside?" Yang Huiyan smiled like a fox, crafty and proud. Her eyes were fixed on Sheng Chulu's neck.

Sheng Chulu was stunned at first, but then she seemed to have thought of something. She forcefully endured the pain and pulled her arm back from Yang Huiyan's hand. She covered her neck and ran towards the stairs.

However, she was stopped by Sheng Zhihong. Yang Huiyan pulled hard and Sheng Chulu's hand fell from her neck. At that moment, she saw the obvious hatred and disgust in her father's eyes.

"Who are you fooling around with?!" Sheng Zhihong questioned sternly.

Sheng Chulu remained silent. Thinking back to what happened just now, she just wanted to sneer. This was her home. There was no warmth but only heartlessness.

"A loud slap sounded. Sheng Zhihong's slap knocked Sheng Chulu to the ground. A red slap mark appeared on Sheng Chulu's fair and smooth face. "Bitch! You're as lowly as that mother of yours! Get lost!!"

Sheng Chulu covered the corner of her mouth and blood stained her fingertips. She sneered and turned around to grab her backpack. Without turning back, she left and wandered alone in the dark night.

She had nothing left. Sheng Chulu sneered and squatted at the corner of the street. The night in the villa district was especially spacious and Sheng Chulu squatted there alone. It was extremely pitiful.

But she was also extremely numb. She was like a walking corpse. It was as if she did not feel anything. Her eyes were also blank and lifeless.

The sound of leather shoes was getting closer and closer to her ears. A black shadow blocked the only faint light of the night in front of her. After the heavy rain, the night was especially cold and dark. Sheng Chulu looked up and could not see the person in front of her clearly.

But she was familiar with his figure. His smell. . .

That was the person she was most familiar with and also most unfamiliar with just now - Mo Tingxi.

"Get up!" His cold and ruthless voice carried a tone that could not be ignored. His tone was an order.

Sheng Chulu's eyes showed some confusion and did not move.

Her legs had already squatted down and froze. Even if she remembered, she would not be able to get up.

She mumbled a few times but in the end, she did not say anything. "Uh. . . " A huge force suddenly came from her wrist. Sheng Chulu cried out in pain and her whole body was pulled up by the man in front of her.

The numbness in her legs made her unable to stand stably. Sheng Chulu's delicate body swayed and she fell into Mo Tingxi's arms.

The corners of Mo Tingxi's mouth curled up and his thin lips brushed past Sheng Chulu's earlobe. His cold voice was like a devil's. It rang in her ears in a sinister manner, but it carried a somewhat bewitching and ambiguous tone. "Miss Magnificent Man, you have tasted the marrow so quickly. Do you know how to throw yourself into my arms? You are really lowly! "

Lowly?! It was this word again. Sheng Chulu bitterly laughed and suddenly pushed Mo Tingxi. She wanted to break free from his arms, but Mo Tingxi held her waist tightly and could not move.

"Sheng Chulu, if you dare to move again, I will do it to you here. Do you believe me?!"

Mo Tingxi's voice was cold and carried a sense of supremacy, as if he was the one who had the final say in this world. Sheng Chulu admitted that she was scared by him and did not dare to move anymore. She just stiffly snuggled in Mo Tingxi's arms.

If outsiders looked from afar, they would probably think that they were a loving couple, but only the person involved knew how she felt.

Suddenly, he lifted her horizontally. His big palm, which had clear bones, tightly held her waist. Sheng Chulu's hand was tightly holding her bag. Inside was the document bag that she had just received from Mo Tingxi.

Sheng Chulu was roughly stuffed into the car by Mo Tingxi and the car drove back to the Mo family's villa.

The car door opened and a gust of cold wind poured in. Sheng Chulu could not help but shrink her body and touch her arm. When she saw Mo Tingxi's extended hand, she pushed Mo Tingxi's hand away.

Her timid voice was somewhat urgent and almost used a low voice to shout. "I can get off by myself!"