C8 Midnight Contract

"Oh? I'm distorting the truth?!" Mo Tingxi's voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was cold and terrifying. It was a very magnetic voice. It sounded nice and dangerous.

He laughed coldly and stared at Sheng Chulu's face with his pair of black eyes, as if he wanted to see through her. The hatred in his eyes made Sheng Chulu feel inexplicably afraid.

His eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone. If looks could kill, Sheng Chulu guessed that she would have died ten thousand times. She felt that Mo Tingxi had a strong hatred towards her.

"You seem to hate me?!"

"Continue the topic you just talked about. Why did I distort the truth? It wasn't you who took the initiative to seduce the man, but you took the initiative to climb into my bed. " Mo Tingxi suddenly increased the strength of his palm. He held Sheng Chulu's chin tightly. That "you seem to hate me" seemed to have touched Mo Tingxi's reverse scale.

The sharp pain on her chin made Sheng Chulu unconsciously pull Mo Tingxi's hand. "Let go of me, you bastard!"

"Let go of you?!" Mo Tingxi's eyes were filled with madness. He smiled sinisterly. With a flip of his body, Sheng Chulu's body, which was originally sitting up, was crushed.

Sheng Chulu shouted, "Let go of me!"

Mo Tingxi sneered, "Let go of you?! There is a contract between us. Since you are in such a hurry to sell it, I will fulfill your wish!"

After he finished speaking, his body sank, and he charged forward without any mercy.

Night quietly crawled up.

The room returned to silence.

Sheng Chulu was lying quietly alone. There were scattered notes on the blanket that Mo Tingxi had left behind. She would always remember the look in Mo Tingxi's eyes when he left just now.

His cold eyes carried a gloomy and bloodthirsty look. He tilted his lips and smiled coldly. He raised his palm, which clearly had bones, and a handful of money rained down in the room.

"Your money for selling yourself, keep it well, your tuition fee. . . "

Mo Tingxi laughed coldly. After a bang, the door opened and he disappeared into the room.

Sheng Chulu slowly got up. Tears fell like rain. As she cried, she picked up the money. This was her shame, but she could not be stubborn and not accept it. Since she could not get rid of it, then accept it!

He was willing to pay the tuition, so why did she not accept it?

No! This was not the tuition. To Mo Tingxi, this was the money for whoring. It was the maintenance money for the Midnight Contract.

Sheng Chulu cried in a low voice. At the end, it turned into a loud cry. She hugged the blanket, hugged the money, and cried loudly.

She did not know why Mo Tingxi hated her, but Mo Tingxi was crazy. It was definitely not for no reason! . . .

"Dong Dong Dong. . . "

Sheng Chulu's cries seemed to have disturbed others. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Sheng Chulu's body stiffened. She thought that Mo Tingxi had come again. On second thought, that devil would not knock so politely, so it could not be him.

Who could it be?!

Sheng Chulu quickly walked to the closet, took out a nightgown and put it on. She walked to the door and opened the door. Only then did she realize that the door was closed.

A maid stood at the door, "Miss Sheng, the Young Master asked me to send you supper. "

Sheng Chulu lowered her head and looked at the tableware in the maid's hands. She slightly turned her body to let her in.

She was indeed hungry. It had been a day and she did not eat anything. Although she spent most of the time in a coma and did not expend much energy, she was very weak.

The maid set up the dishes and brought the ginseng soup to Sheng Chulu. Sheng Chulu took it and drank it little by little. The ginseng soup was very delicious but Sheng Chulu ate it tasteless like chewing wax.

"Miss Sheng, then I will go out first. If there is anything, you can call me. "

"Okay!"

The maid retreated, turned around and closed the door before turning around. She almost bumped into someone. She hurriedly lowered her head and her voice was a little flustered. "Young. . . Young Master. . . "

"Shh. . . " Mo Tingxi put his finger on her sexy thin lips and slightly shushed her. He raised his hand and gestured for the maid to go down.

The maid understood and left.

Mo Tingxi stood in front of the door and turned his big palm lightly. The solid wood door opened a small gap. Through that gap, his dark eyes locked onto Sheng Chulu's body. She ate slowly and even the swallowing motion showed that the food was tasteless.

Mo Tingxi stood in front of the door for a long time. There was no expression on his face. His eyes were deep and bottomless darkness. He had been standing there all the time. He knew Sheng Chulu came out with the tableware, so he turned sideways and hid in the room next to her.

The next day, Sheng Chulu did not see Mo Tingxi. She took the money and saved it in the bank, transferred it into the school account, and then went to find a part-time job.

Her father was not willing to continue paying for his living expenses. She had to earn her own living expenses. Actually, it was not difficult for Sheng Chulu. Sheng Chulu had always worked part-time and worked, especially when she was not willing to go home.

Now, she had completely gotten rid of that family. Other than feeling a little lost and helpless, she also felt a sense of relief. . .

It was just that another cold nightmare had wrapped itself around her.

After a busy day, Sheng Chulu returned to the Mo family.

At night, standing outside the Mo family's large iron door, Sheng Chulu recalled what had happened in the past few days. Until now, Sheng Chulu still felt that everything was so unreal and terrifying.

If only everything was a nightmare.

"Since you are back, why don't you go in?"

A cold and familiar voice sounded behind her. Sheng Chulu's shoulders shrank because of the cold voice and she closed her eyes. Sheng Chulu's mood instantly fell to the bottom of the valley. She turned around and looked at Mo Tingxi.

Mo Tingxi was wearing sportswear and his figure was straight. Under the tall and tall figure was a face that was almost perfect. His straight facial features and sexy thin lips. The black eyes and the broken hair on his forehead swayed along with the night wind.

Under such a beautiful face, there was actually such a devilish heart. Such a sharp contrast made Sheng Chulu laugh bitterly. Sure enough, the more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it would be. Mo Tingxi was like this, handsome and almost perfect, but he was also very terrifying and perfect.

Their eyes met. Sheng Chulu did not speak, but there was a timid look in her eyes.

The night was deep, and the rising and falling ambiguous atmosphere made Sheng Chulu feel nauseous and unbearable pain.

But the Midnight Contract made her know that she had no right to refuse. Even if Lian Haoran got help from the Ning family and no longer needed Mo Tingxi's investment letter, she could not tear the contract.

She knew how terrifying and crazy this man was. Since everything was his trap, he would not let go of it easily. If Sheng Chulu broke the contract, it was foreseeable that Mo Tingxi still had the ability to destroy Lian Haoran a second time.