Song Juan's eyes were still on the lighter, which she gave him back then, but he didn't cherish it back then, but now he is playing with it in his hand.

She stared straight ahead, and just as she felt her heart cramp, she was startled by his words, as if she had just come back to her senses.

Song Juan lowered her head, she knew that he kept the lighter, and it was definitely not because of love.

She thought of Song Xianzhang in the hospital again, and thought of the old man who was pushed out and had no temperature.

Thinking of the foul language on the Internet that has almost numbed her for so many years.

After a long time, Song Juan slowly and tremblingly took off her clothes.

In the face of life and death, human dignity is nothing.

"Bo Chuan?" Just as Song Juan was about to arrive in front of Lu Bochuan, a woman's voice upstairs suddenly sounded.

Song Juan froze suddenly, looking at Lu Bochuan in disbelief, at that moment, she heard the sound of her heart collapsing, and her heart seemed to have a knife pinned to it.

Anger and humiliation went straight to her heart, forcing her eyes red.

Lu Bochuan was slow and reasonable, he had no expression on his face: "Who told you to stop?"

Song Juan had never been insulted like this, her back stiffened, and the man's slender fingers pinched her chin: "What's the matter?"

His fingers were like steel and iron, and the icy chill on his body pressed against her.

Song Juan's eyes were full of physiological tears, no matter how cheap she was, she couldn't do this.

Lu Bochuan looked at her deeply, for a long time, and said, "Go in." ”

Said it to the woman upstairs.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther away, but Song Juan didn't feel good, the man was silent at first, and then he slammed her against the windowsill, so strong that Song Juan couldn't breathe, he attached it to her ear, and his slender and powerful fingers stuck her chin: "You say, if I send the video to Song Xianzhang, what will happen to him?"

Song Juan shuddered.

But she didn't seem to feel the pain, as if her soul had been unsheathed, and in a daze, she loosened her back.

Song Juan left the villa in the middle of the night, and Lu Bochuan promised to give her the money to treat Song Xianzhang, 10,000 at a time.

When he gave it to her, she froze on the spot.

At that time, he was already wearing a suit and leather shoes, and she was a mess, he sat on the sofa with his long legs folded, and asked her, the almost wrinkled suit revealed a cold and hard amplitude: "Too little?"

Song Xuan's face was ashamed.

He smiled lightly, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly in the dim room, the smell of the cigarette could not cover the smell of fishy sandalwood, nor could it cover his gloomy vision, he said: "Song Juan, you go to the most expensive place in Haicheng to investigate, how many people can have this price? Or do you think you are more noble than them?"

She didn't want to take the money, but her hand reached for it.

When I went out, I was thinking in my heart, what will Lu Bochuan and that woman do at night?

Will he do those unspeakable things like he did to her?

Or maybe not, after all, he wouldn't humiliate the woman upstairs like he had humiliated her, would he?

She held the 10,000 yuan in her hand, looked at the cars passing on the street, and bit her lip.

Her clothes were still not dry, sticky and wet, and even outside, with the cold wind blowing, she still seemed to be able to smell the bad smell on her body.

It was already late when she got home, even if she was so groggy, Song Juan didn't forget to buy fever medicine when she went home, she couldn't let herself get sick.

In the next few days, Song Juan went to Fengxi Villa several times, but Lu Bochuan refused to see her at all.

Song Xianzhang came with news that he had found a suitable kidney source, but he needed money.

Song Juan was so anxious that he couldn't bump into Lu Bochuan, so he had to find someone to inquire about Lu Bochuan's whereabouts.

And at this time, someone approached her and said that he could help her with money.

Song Xuan knew that at this time, someone would give her money, and she would definitely have bad intentions, but she still didn't completely refuse.

The man saw her hesitation, stared at her porcelain white face, and beautiful figure, and said: "If Miss Song is unwilling, of course I won't embarrass Miss Song, I'll stay here for the phone first, if Miss Song changes her mind, you can call me at any time, but Miss Song has to think clearly, at this time, there are not many people who can help Miss Song." ”

Song Juan only thought about it for a day and a night, and finally dialed the other party's phone when he blocked Lu Bochuan again to no avail.