C21

"You little demon, you really are a little demon."

The clothes in the room were a mess. On the white bedsheets, there were still some traces of having sex.

Shen Qing'er curled herself in the messy bed, tightly hugging her trembling arms, shoulders and back.

Ye Yihang sat at the head of the bed, his chest open under his clothes. The emotions fluctuated intensely. Looking at Shen Qing'er's empty gaze, he actually felt a little guilty. She had lost control just now, and things had actually gotten to this extent.

However, precisely because of that possession just now, Ye Yihang had made a decision that even he hadn't expected.

Even if he had to do anything, he wanted to possess this young girl for the rest of her life. He wanted to keep her by his side so that no man other than himself could touch her body.

Finally, Ye Yihang stood up, and ruthlessly made a ruckus.

"From today onwards, you are my woman. Don't you need money? Just like before, do it once. I'll give you 200,000 yuan."

"No, no."

Hearing Ye Yihang's cold voice, Shen Qing'er's skinny body fiercely trembled for a moment as his voice choked with emotions.

"No, I don't want money, I don't want money."

"You don't want it." Ye Yihang laughed coldly, his straight and handsome brows deeply knotted together. "Don't forget, I was the one who raised you to this extent. You're mine to begin with, you have no right to say 'no' to me."

Her father had caused him to lose her parents, and now, Shen Qing'er was going to use her own body to pay for this debt.

Shen Qing'er lifted her crying red eyes. Under the bright light, Ye Yihang's silhouette was distinct and her lines were distinct.

Shen Qing'er could not believe that this was the Brother Yuhang that she had always liked. Just now, she had even done such a terrifying thing to him and now, she was making such an unreasonable request.

Heavens, the person in front of him, was he really the Brother Yuhang that he liked? Why was he looking at them like a devilish demon in the darkness?

No, no." Shen Qing'er sobbed, painfully shook her head, and practically begged him with a pleading voice, "I'm begging you, Brother Yuhang, no, I don't want money, I'm begging you, don't treat me like this, wuu, I'm begging you, don't treat me like this.

"No." Ye Yihang was expressionless, his expression cold and evil without a trace of warmth, "Whether you want it or not, it's up to you whether you want it or not, from now on, it's up to you whether you want it or not."

Ye Yihang went further, picked up the clothes on the ground, and threw the whimpering Shen Qing'er aside. He then opened the door and left without looking back.

Once he left the room, he saw the shocked expression of the Uncle Lin at the door.

Ye Yihang frowned: "Uncle Lin, watch her carefully. From now on, don't let her leave this room even half a step."

Uncle Lin watched as Shen Qing'er grew up. Last night, when he heard Shen Qing'er's wails of pain from Ye Yihang's room, his heart almost shattered.

"Young Master, Qing'er, she ? "He's still a child."

Ye Yihang frowned, and looked at the old butler who had been his home for dozens of years with displeasure.

"Uncle Lin, you have already worked in our family for dozens of years. I think, you don't want me to fire you right?"

Uncle Lin was at a loss for words.

Ye Yihang snorted, frowned, and walked downstairs with large strides without looking back.