C29 A Deal

However, even if Yang Xueman lived in a mansion worth billions, it was still difficult for her to obtain true happiness.

Her face was like ice, and her expression was always so calm that it could not be seen whether she was happy or angry.

She was so beautiful and lonely.

Faang Haochen was at his wit's end. He did not know how to satisfy Yang Xueman.

"Xueman, isn't it too boring here? Do you want to go back and film?"

Yes, she was the most popular female celebrity. Now, she stayed indoors all day and did not take any notice. Maybe this would make her unhappy.

"I have contacted the director of the Berlin Film Festival. They are planning to film a sequel of a spy film this year. I need an Eastern actress. I can get the company to sponsor their movie. That way, they can let you film it, and now they're just waiting for your permission. I'll sign the contract with them..."

This was a movie with a very high popularity. It broke the box office record back then, and everyone had high expectations for the sequel. When the director started to prepare, the comments from the netizens broke a hundred thousand times in an hour.

Because of this, many female celebrities had already started to operate secretly. Even if it was a 10-second shot, they would not hesitate to spend a lot of money to show their faces, let alone the Asian female lead.

Faang Haochen saw this rare opportunity and did not hesitate to spend a large amount of advertising sponsorship fees to make some progress.

Of course, if he did not have this strength and financial resources, he would not even dare to think about it.

But if he had such a huge investment, fame and fortune might not be important anymore. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to be a rich and powerful wife?

Only a man like Faang Haochen, who put in a lot of effort for the sake of Crimson One Smile, was willing to spend money like dirt.

Faang Haochen looked at her with anticipation, but her expression was still as cold as ice.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she politely apologized, "Thank you for the trouble, Director Faang."

This sentence was like a sharp blade that pierced through his chest. Up until now, she had not changed her words, and still called her Director Faang.

"Xueman, you are angry because of what happened today. Am I right? You don't have to worry. This kind of thing will never happen again. I won't let anyone hurt you, you have to believe me... I really just want you to be happy..."

"No, I didn't take it to heart."

"Xueman, I really don't have any feelings for her. It was just a deal. They are nothing in my heart. I only have you in my heart. I, I really love you..."

He was in a hurry to express his determination. He only wanted her to trust and forgive him. He begged in such a low voice.

He was born for her because he had seen all the flowers.

However, Yang Xueman laughed lightly, but her smile did not reach her face.

Ye Qingcheng was her sister-in-law and she knew very well what kind of woman this was.

Both of their men were actually Faang Haochen. This was as disgusting as a fishbone stuck in her heart.

She understood that the speed at which a man changed his mind was unpredictable. But she also knew the difference between a man genuinely liking a woman and having fun. She was not a little girl, but a married woman. She understood that she shouldn't ask too much.

However, Faang Haochen had no idea what she wanted.

"Xueman, can you marry me?"

"Yes, if this is what you want, no problem."

She did not have her own wish.

Faang Haochen held her tighter and tighter in his arms, as if he wanted to put her deeply into his arms.

He smelled the fragrance on her body contentedly, but even if he held her tightly in his arms, he felt as if he would lose her at any time.

Her body was as smooth as jade. No matter how warm he was, it was so cold that it made his heart ache.

As long as he had time, he would return to Faang residence to accompany her. Even if he sat beside her for a while, even if he only looked at her faint expression, he felt that the love in his heart was a little deeper.

He had never been impatient with her.

Sometimes, he even thought that it would be good to accompany her for the rest of her life.

But today, not only was Yang Xueman cold, she was also cold to the point that his heart turned cold. He had a faint bad premonition.

Yang Xueman looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "Haochen, you don't need to ask me what I like. As long as you like it, I can do it. I have no objections. If you like this body, you can also do as you wish... "

Faang Haochen was stunned.

He saw her walk to the bedside step by step and start to unbutton the buttons on her shirt. With tears in the corner of her eyes, she said, "Isn't this your spoils of war? You can come over and enjoy it. Don't worry, I won't resist. You can do it."

Faang Haochen looked at her blankly and actually forgot to stop her.

Until half of her shoulder was exposed, Faang Haochen rushed over to hold her hand. His face turned red, not knowing whether it was excitement or guilt.

Yang Xueman's face carried despair and desolation, as if she had lost the hope of life. She looked at him for the first time with tears in her eyes, like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Xueman, I... This was not intentional, it was just Ye Qingcheng..."

"No need to say anymore, Ye Qingcheng helped you a lot."

Faang Haochen's words were stuck in his throat.

"I want to know, how long have you known Ye Qingcheng? When did you start? I didn't expect it to be you. You controlled everything. If you didn't encourage her, how did the Ye family fall into such a situation? How could my husband lose everything and go to jail?"

Faang Haochen took two steps back and didn't dare to look at her.

She even called that person her husband.

In her heart, there was only that man.

She had never had a place for him.

Even if he and she had crossed the gap of shyness a long time ago, the two of them merging with each other's body would not be able to enter her heart.

He hated, hated himself for not being able to make her fall in love with him.

He could not help but rush forward and tear her clothes apart in a fit of anger. His big hand directly touched that soft and smooth skin, and Yang Xueman really did what she said. She did not say a word and let him vent his desire. It was as if her body had lost her soul and was at his mercy. She was like a doll.

Suddenly, her fingertips turned cold, and her tears fell onto his hands.

Yang Xueman cried.

Faang Haochen let go of his hands that were wreaking havoc and did not know what to do.

Yang Xueman tidied her clothes and returned to her expressionless face. She said, "You can go out. I want to sleep."

Faang Haochen went over to hold her face, but she did not want to go over and not look at him.

"Xueman, what do you want from me?"

"You are very good, I am very content."

This was not the answer Faang Haochen wanted. He begged, "Xueman, I want to accompany you."

He laid in the corner of the bed. His eyes were only filled with her back view, and he wanted to hug her in his arms.

He wanted to give her some warmth, but she still could not warm up.

But she obviously avoided his hand.

"Sorry, I'm used to sleeping alone. I might not be able to sleep with you here"

Faang Haochen took a deep breath and closed his eyes helplessly.

For such a long time, Faang Haochen had not actually shared a bed with her. No matter how close they were, Yang Xueman would not allow him to stay here. She always used an excuse that she was not used to sleeping with others.

"I am already used to this."

"Don't tell me you and Ye Chengfeng don't hug each other and sleep together?"

"He's him. He's different from you!"

Faang Haochen punched the bed hard and Yang Xueman screamed.

She looked at him with caution and satisfaction, as if she was afraid that his fist would swing on her body.

"Haochen, you, you want to attack me?"

Faang Haochen flicked his sleeves and left. Xueman, so you didn't know.

In this world, you are the only one who can hurt me, but I am the one who will never hurt you.

His palm was purple, and his heart felt like it had been stabbed by a sharp knife.

It was as if she had been carved into her heart. It was only because of her heart that it hurt so much.

He staggered out of the door, grabbed the red wine that she had opened, and poured it into his mouth.

The moonlight was like water.

Ning Xiaoya was sleeping soundly.

The door was opened with a bang, bringing in a burst of alcohol. The man staggered in and almost fell to the ground.

Ning Xiaoya was completely awakened and she quickly jumped up, "Who?!"

But she was fiercely pushed down.

"Who is it..."

"A heartless woman, I treated you so well, but what about you? Your heart has never been in my heart. You only have Ye Chengfeng in your heart. But what's so good about Ye Chengfeng? You actually called him your husband. You even called him your husband after your divorce! Then what should I do!?"

Ning Xiaoya finally understood from Faang Haochen's broken words.

These words were not meant for her to hear.

It was that woman.

It turned out that Faang Haochen had drunk too much and walked into the wrong room.

Normally speaking, when faced with a drunk with ill intentions, she should push him away and escape.

However, she did not do anything. No matter how rough his movements became, the two of them became closer and closer.

She was his little wife.

The only thing that his little wife could do was to warm the bed for his master.

When his master was unhappy, he needed his little wife to let him vent his emotions.

She had lived here for a long time, but Faang Haochen had never touched her heart. Of course, it was mostly because he had no interest in her. But... She had the title of a little wife. At any rate, Faang Haochen was her mistress. When he needed it, she had no reason to resist.

However, even if she wanted to break free from his restraints, she really could not break free. Because he was drunk too much and his actions were too violent, she could not resist.

"Why don't you love me? I have already done all that I can do, Xueman. Do you know? I can really die for you. In order to get you, don't let anyone get on my bed, but you don't take it to heart. Why? Am I really inferior to Ye Chengfeng? "

Ning Xiaoya was completely treated as another person.

But he really found the wrong person.

His movements became more and more violent, as if he wanted to crush Ning Xiaoya's bones.

"Since I can't get your heart, I must get your person."

He ignored the person in front of him not responding and rudely pulled her nightdress away.

Gentle treatment never got a response. He might as well be cruel enough to make her unable to refuse.

This stimulating touch revealed the domineering nature of his man.

In fact, in his heart, he was still afraid that Yang Xueman would be hurt a little.

But what about facing other women?

After he slept, it was as if nothing had happened. The next day, it was as if they were strangers. But now, Ning Xiaoya was completely used as a substitute, enduring the pain that shouldn't have happened to her.

It was as if she had fallen into a nightmare, endless and endless.