C3 Mistress

However, when I saw this, I replied, "Du Hui is by your side."

Du Dan didn't send me any more WeChat messages. He really thought that I, Hua Qing, was a big idiot. Du Hui was just beside me, playing his love cards in my head, which made me change my mind.

A short while later, Dewane sent a message saying that I could get a divorce, but I had to leave the Suns without paying a single cent.

Hehe, what relationship, it's a joke going around and around. I agreed.

I had wanted to get Dewane out of the house, but instead I was swept out the door.

I didn't bother with him because I was too tired, and at the moment, all I wanted was to get out of it quickly and catch my breath.

On the other hand, if I had paid so much attention to money, I wouldn't have married Duane.

A marriage, wasted my youth, ruined my love.

I wanted to sleep for a while, but I couldn't fall asleep.

It would be a lie to say that their hearts were not tormented. In the face of such a situation, any woman would only suffer from deeper injuries.

If I don't count my future revenge on Dunane, I'll have nothing more to do with this man.

At the same time, the story with another man had just begun.

"..."

After preparing for two months, I put on the uniform of a seductive waitress and walked into the VIP room. I fearlessly spilled wine on Quan Youye's shirt.

I still remember how terrifyingly silent the private room was then, and how terrified my soul was.

Just when everyone thought I was dead, Quan Yuye grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of the VIP room with a gloomy face.

That's right, it was to delay, and no one dared to go forward to stop them.

I was brought to a room by Quan Ye.

"Take it off."

This was the first time Quan Yuye had spoken to me since he had entered the room. His tone was full of hostility, and his eyes were filled with a trace of impatience.

"What?"

"I ordered you to take it off."

I had made up my mind to get close to Quan Ye and become his woman, but when all of this happened so suddenly, I was at a complete loss.

God didn't give me a chance to regret it.

Looking back, the depths of my soul is extremely complicated.

I don't know what kind of relationship I have with Quan Yuye, starting at the head of the bed and ending at the end.

He would never stay the night, not even to say a word to me. He would leave as soon as he was done.

I was eager to take revenge on Douni, but now this underground party relationship was taking me away from my original intentions.

In the end, I couldn't hold back anymore. I got up and hugged him from behind. "Stay with me, okay?"

Quan Yuye's entire body released an intimidating chill, a low, alcohol making people tremble in fear as he said in a sinister voice: "What do you want?"

"I want you."

"What do you want from me? Money? Or is it Madam Quan's position? "

I really want to be stubborn. I want to just kill people by force, but I don't dare.

I have clearly known him countless times, but I still feared being alone with him. This man isn't someone who can act as he pleases. The more I know about him, the more afraid I am of him.

"I want your heart …"

The air froze in an instant, and the cold was enough to freeze one person to death. Quan Yuye sat neatly on the opposite sofa with his clothes on, staring coldly at me on the bed. Under those eyes that can see through my previous life, my little Jiu Jiu couldn't hide anywhere.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Speak, what do you want?"

I knew that this was really my last chance. If I didn't grab it, I would really die without a burial ground.

I raised my head and stubbornly stared at Quan Yuye. "I want to be your woman, even as a mistress."

Quan Yuye didn't say anything, but his gaze towards me seemed to have suddenly become picky: "Take out some of your abilities first."

I know what he means.

Even though I was a divorced woman, I had no experience in this. I was completely at a loss. My eyes were wide open, and I couldn't stop thinking about the kissing scene in the melodrama.

I felt that Quan Youye must have reacted. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of cold eyes.

"Are you chewing on an apple?"

"You don't even know how to kiss?"

Quan Youye's cold voice came from above: "Remember, I won't ask you to protect your body, but you must protect your heart."

"Sure!"

I answered quickly, and with a wish, I succeeded in becoming the mistress of Yo Yew.

Between lovers, the fear is to be true to the heart, and true to the heart of such things, long before I and Duane split up.

So all his worries were superfluous. It was just a deal between us, and I borrowed his hand to crush Dunane.

The next day, I moved into Quan Yuye's villa.