That whole night, Shang Zhiheng had countless dreams, dreaming that when she was a child, Shang Su forced her to watch eighteen banned movies, taught her how to show her charm quietly, and he even taught her how to kiss himself.

She felt sick and wanted to vomit in her dreams.

But Shang Su said that this is art.

He said that the artistic sense of the movie lies in this, if she didn't understand good, evil, beauty and ugliness when she was a child, she knows too well now.

Just like she always thought that Shang Su asked her to learn these things for the sake of movies, and when she grew up and was forced to travel around Vanity Fair, she realized that he should have more evil intentions.

Filmmakers are honored as a teacher among the general public, but in fact, they can't even touch the soles of the feet of the upper class, in the turbulent waves of the times, capital can do whatever it wants, today's scenery is infinite, tomorrow's poverty is not uncommon.

Shang Su not only has dirty thoughts, but also "has lofty aspirations", wanting to knock on the door of capital and make himself a legend of the times.

And all this bets are placed on Shang Zhi, a carefully cultivated courtesan.

The winter thunder was muffled, and the air conditioning in the room was suitable, but Shang Zhi woke up sweating profusely.

I touched my phone and wanted to see the time, and it happened that a bank entry message came in.

One million for the season feast.

She sneered, for these celebrity boys, a million to buy a amuse is not expensive, maybe he can spend more on everything she has.

But to this point, her plan has been overfulfilled, and overall it is not bad.

In the bitter cold of December, they had no contact again, and Shang Zhi was tired of going in and out of various cocktail parties, and the more sneering the weather, the more beautiful it became.

The media jokingly called her the "Ice Princess", and the videos of other female stars shivering on the red carpet one after another, only her, as long as there is a camera, it is 360 degrees without dead ends, so beautiful that she does not look like a living person.

Black Alpha picked up the merchant branch from the parking lot who dragged the hem of her skirt, and as soon as she climbed into the seat, Sansan stuffed the hand warmer into her hand.

"Today's hot search headlines are yours again." Sansan ridiculed.

Shang Zhi took a sip of hot water from the thermos cup: "Have you watched the red carpet live broadcast?" ”

"Look, it's stunningly beautiful."

Shang Zhi smiled calmly: "It's beautiful, there's no way." ”

The car slid onto the ring road, which was not her way back to the villa.

She understood, and there were no ups and downs: "He is looking for you?" ”

Sansan nodded, picking up a strand of broken hair scattered on her forehead for her: "He knows too well what we are afraid of." ”

Shang Zhi sneered: "Threatened you with those photos again?" ”

"I can't watch your life ruined."

Sansan tightened the down jacket she was draped on: "Besides, your plan has been successful in the first step, isn't it, now is not the time to startle the snake, if he dies at this time, you will also be dragged into the water by him." ”

"Shang Zhi, bear with me a little longer."

Of course she would endure it, otherwise she wouldn't have killed him to this day.

Shang Zhi lived here as an adult in the most luxurious mansion in the city center, so as long as she got close, those painful memories would come up and eat away at her brain like hungry wolves.

The elevator took her to the top floor and typed in the code into the room, and she was trembling.

The door was opened first.

Shang Su still looked at her like a little girl: "Do you still know to come back?" ”

There was a kind of serious intimacy in the tone of the elders reprimanding the juniors, but Shang Zhi couldn't relax.

Shang Su looked her up and down, satisfied with her delicacy anytime and anywhere.

"Not coming in yet."

Shang Zhi clenched his fists, his nails digging deep marks on the palms of his hands, and Sansan's words swirled in his mind repeatedly.

After only a minute of confrontation, she suddenly compromised, relaxed her whole body, and obediently followed him into the house, where there were four or five hangers in the living room of nearly 100 square meters, which were full of haute couture dresses selected from all over the world.

A laser light shines down overhead, like a specially made stage.

Shang Su waited quietly, his eyes following Shang Zhi to stand in the center of the stage.

He stroked his half-white beard, his narrow fox eyes narrowed slightly, and he spit out a word quietly: "Take off." ”

Shang Zhi trembled slightly, and when his exposed skin got closer, he could see the hairs stand up.

She hung her head slightly, her hand reached to the hidden button under her armpit, and with a slight tug, the tight dress loosened and slid down the curve of her delicate and graceful body.

Seeing Shang Zhi so obedient, Shang Su nodded with satisfaction, and his eyes moved down to her white body like congealed fat.

His eyes widened at her for a moment.

Suddenly, he walked over with wide eyes, and his fingers measured her waistline and bust inch by inch.

He said to himself: "My waist is thick, but my breasts are small." ”

The punishment generally pinched Shang Zhi's face: "I haven't been in good shape recently." ”

Shang Zhi stared at him with red eyes, his arms tightened and straightened, restraining his frantic desire to push him away and bite his neck.

But she's not the one who looks ahead and doesn't care about the future, and it's too stupid to resist now.

She held back the steps that were about to retreat and nodded: "There are too many socials, there is no time to exercise." ”

The subtle tremor in his voice was well disguised.

Shang Su's sly eyes moved away from her body, returned to her cloudy and forbearant eyes at the moment, and reached out to pinch Shang Zhi's chin, wanting to kiss her.

Subconsciously, she turned her head.

Shang Su raised his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned down, and his face was serious and terrifying: "What are you hiding?" ”

Shang Zhi held back his tears: "There will be activities tomorrow, and there can be no wounds on the mouth." ”

The perfect excuse to grasp what Shang Su cares about the most.

He let go.

The subordinate moved to her chest and squeezed it heavily.

Shang Zhi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened it again, his eyes were covered with a thick layer of killing intent.

Shang Su didn't see it, he turned his back to rummage through the dresses, his fingers slid over the extravagant evening gifts, and he was still muttering to himself: "If your waist is thick, you can't wear this, you should choose one that can cover your shortcomings." ”

"This one!" He chose it and put it on for her with his own hands.

When she puts on her retro sleeves, she takes a few steps back, and crosses her arms from head to tail like a mannequin in the glass of a store.

Finally, he nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad." ”

Shang Zhi didn't say a word, just stood in a wooden position, dutifully playing the role of a doll.

After trying for I don't know how many, Shang Zhi was rudely pinched out of pieces of red marks on his body, which were particularly eye-catching on his fair skin.

Finally, he peeled off the last one and waved his hand at her breathlessly: "It's still the first one that looks the best, you go to the shower, and accompany me to a ball tomorrow." ”

Shang Zhi was relieved and secretly sighed.

She burrowed naked into the bedroom on her right, closed the door and locked it, and only then did she dare to relax.

Sliding down the door and sitting on the floor, she woke up like a dream, ran to the cabinet to find disinfectant wipes, and wiped her arms and body over and over again.

The alcohol irritated her skin and caused a very serious red rash, and she refused to stop, wiping it over and over again, pious and innocent.

Until the whole pack of wipes was used up, she buried her head in her lap, sobbing silently, tears spilling from between her clasped arms.

Silent but hoarse.