Fu Tingyuan was slightly stunned, and glanced at her with a smile.

"You've been saying this lately, because you think I won't really kill you?"

Luo Nanchu smiled very happily: "Mr. Fu, just try." ”

Fu Tingyuan glanced at her smiling face, and then said with a slight mockery: "Isn't it too cheap to kill you?" ”

Luo Nanchu was stunned for a moment, and then, she smiled.

She nodded, "That's right." Mr. Fu's self-esteem is naturally much more valuable than Nan Chu's life. ”

In the past half an hour, she sat here alone and thought about the meaning of this document, and finally figured it out - it turned out that Fu Tingyuan still wanted to play with her.

He probably felt that she hadn't lived a bad enough life in the past six months, so he planned to keep her by his side and torture her well.

If this contract is signed, her future life will be all decided by Fu Tingyuan.

In the future, even if he plans to stab her with a knife, she can't have a second word.

It's really black-hearted.

She looked at the document with her pen in her hand, looked up and said, "I fell into your hands, naturally you can play with it, but I have a request." ”

He squinted at her, "What? ”

"I'll follow you later, you are not allowed to beat me."

“……”

Luo Nanchu licked his pale lips and explained, "I'm actually quite afraid of pain." ”

Hearing this, Fu Tingyuan glanced at the bandage wrapped around the palm of her right hand, and something flashed in his deep eyes.

After a moment, he hooked his lips and smiled, as if he remembered something, "When you were with me, why weren't you afraid of me beating you?" ”

Luo Nanchu's face was very calm: "Because I thought at that time, I was so good, you should like me." ”

Fu Tingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at her silently.

Luo Nanchu looked at his expressionless face and smiled softly, "I thought that no matter how good she was to you, she was not as good as me was to you." You're going to fall in love with me at some point. When she said this, she burst out laughing, as if she really felt funny about her naïve self in the past, "At that time, I was too narcissistic and easy to be amorous. I've really wronged you, Mr. Fu. ”

The young and ignorant first love belongs to her wishful thinking alone.

That love affair was her own and had nothing to do with him.

She's been thinking about it for a long time.

Now that I talk about it, it's just a laughing stock.

Fu Tingyuan was silent for a moment, with no emotion on his face. He looked at the self-deprecating smile on her face, and the expression on her face crumbled. Then, he lifted his chin and said, "Sign." ”

Luo Nanchu smiled, looked at his cold face, and nodded, "Okay." ”

Chic signed his name.

*

Outside the door, the mobile phone in the pocket of Bai Ye's suit rang suddenly.

He picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and picked it up.

"Hello?"

"What about Ting Yuan?" A faint male voice came from the phone.

Bai Ye took a puff of cigarette and laughed softly: "I'm crazy about his ex-wife." He paused and asked, "What the hell is he doing?" ”

The man over there said lightly: "Do you think that his three-year marriage with Luo Nanchu is just hatred?" ”

Bai Ye exhaled a puff of cigarette and chuckled: "That can't be love, right?" "That's pretty inhibitive.

"Who knows. He's a psychopath, and we normal people shouldn't try to understand him. ”