Chapter 4

Could it be that he has long... lived! Heart! thereupon! Measurement! ?

Sang Xia's face changed slightly.

Bo Yi left, and she also opened the door and went out.

Rong Zhan was leaning lazily and gracefully on the sofa, holding a glass of vodka in his hand, and his long legs resting on the table. With such a simple gesture, his whole body exudes a loose, evil, and rampant aura.

Seeing her come out, he raised his eyebrows casually, and sneered, "Did you hear that, just now."

Sang Xia turned her head away, not looking at him, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Still pretending?"

He smiled playfully.

She looked at him sullenly.

Uncle Rong Zhan's legs were crossed, his eyes were revealing, ridiculing, sarcasm, making Sang Xia's chest inexplicably tight, looking at him hanging like an old man, he looked like a stinky ruffian.

"My brother has a girlfriend. She is beautiful, highly educated, from a good family background, and has a good personality. When I have time, I will have a meal with you and meet you. Learn more from his girlfriend."

His half-joking sarcasm wanted her to see clearly, to make her heartbroken.

Unexpectedly——

Sang Xia smiled instead of anger, "Rong Zhan, are you crazy about dreaming? Or is there something wrong with my understanding? What is our relationship!? Could it be that you still want to pester me?"

He was really funny to take her there for dinner.

Take that girl and let her know on purpose, it's childish.

Rong Zhan just drank the vodka in his mouth, the pungent liquid slipped down his throat, it was really fucking hot.

The dark and heavy curtains in the living room did not pull him, and he was enveloped in the darkness, making him seem a bit scary even with a human atmosphere.

next second.

The words that came out of his mouth were even more terrifying.

His thin lips moved slightly: "Be a woman."

As soon as these words came out, the huge space fell silent, terrifyingly quiet.

Sang Xia: "..."

After a long time, she said, "What if I say no?"

She could tell from his tone that he was not joking.

If this pervert really wanted to do something, with her current ability, she might not even be able to compare to an ant under his feet.

So insignificant.

He sneered slightly, "If you don't agree, I'll kill you!"

If he can't get it again, he will be destroyed!

Sang Xia raised her eyebrows, what the hell?

"Master Rong, although you dominate in T city, do you really think you are omnipotent?"

There was a lot of sarcasm in her words.

Rong Zhan stood up abruptly, with a slender body and a slightly loose black nightgown, he could see his charming and sexy collarbone at a glance, let alone what he couldn't see further down.

He walked over slowly, looked down at her, and said casually:

"Sang Xia, a year and a half ago, your mother committed suicide and jumped off the building with her step-sister, leaving you and your brother behind; your brother slipped your stepmother a year ago and pushed your step-mother downstairs, and was severely injured by your father and sent to a juvenile prison. Torture, less than a month after it was released, your step-sister plagiarized several original songs that you spent two years preparing for the competition, and now you are the most popular singer in the entertainment industry, and now you..."

When he said this, he smiled playfully and mockingly, "Tsk... What a trick of fate, you are just a resident singer in a nightclub."

Sang Xia listened silently, shocked that at the same time that he understood her far beyond her imagination, the hatred that was unceremoniously dug out was placed in front of her in a bloody posture.

She clenched her fists, to him, to the past.

"So? You think you can help me? The price is to make me your woman?"