umu, he signed a series of figures that were astronomical to Qin Mumumu. Mr. Du placed the check on the table and pushed it towards Qin Mumumu: “I ask Miss Qin to perform a show, this is your performa...On the sofa, Ya Kun was making a phone call. He said something into the phone and then called out to Jian Tong: "Hey, Jian Tong, guess who I just called" Ya Kun grinned mischievously, his eyes twinkling: "Your brother. Guess what your brother said He said there's no Jian Tong in the Jian family. Haha, Jian Tong, you are so pathetic. You killed your best friend. What's the benefit Wei Ming poured eight lifetimes of blood and bad luck to become your best friend!"
As he said this, a flash of anger crossed A-Kun's eyes. The look he gave Jian Tong seemed to want to tear him apart!
Jian Tong hung her head, her expression unreadable to outsiders.
She didn't refute, she knew, A-Kun liked Xia Wei Ming... She didn't explain, a self-deprecating smirk played at the corner of her mouth: No one would believe her, what use was there in explaining
Though deep down, she still felt a twinge of pain because of Jian Mo Bai's words.
Jian Tong let out a soft chuckle, unsure if she was laughing at herself, at Ya Kun, or at Jian Mo Bai. A smile curved her lips as she slowly bent her knees.
"Jian Tong, no!" Su Meng cried.
"Bang!"
With a loud thump, Jian Tong knelt down hard, shards of glass embedded in her knee. It hurt, but she looked up at He Wu, "Let go of Mengjie."
Sue's beautiful eyes were wide open.
He Wumu looked at this scene and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha... The most flamboyant and proud Jane Tong in all of S City! Hahaha... She knelt down! Hahahahahaha... Jane Tong, is this your day Do you remember, back then when I pursued you so hard, you dismissed me with a lighthearted 'You are not worthy of me', which sent me away, making me the laughingstock of S City from then on!"
He looked at Jian Tong, a gleam of vengeful pleasure in his eyes:
"Jian Tong, Jian Tong, Jian Tong! Did you ever think you would end up like this Have you ever thought about the cycle of karma, that justice always prevails"
He picked up the check on the table, took four or five steps back, and waved the check in his hand:
"Want money Crawl over here, the money is right here," he pointed at his crotch: "Crawl over there, five hundred thousand, it's yours. I keep my word, how about it"
Back then, Jian Tong's words "You don't deserve me" humiliated him. Today, He Wu is using 500,000 to make Jian Tong lose face.
"Jian Tong, no!" Su Meng regretted it, she truly regretted it!
Jian Tong raised her eyes and glanced at the fifty million check in He Wu's hand. In her ears was Su Meng's voice.
Her eyes flickered, and suddenly, Jian Tong slowly turned her head to look at Su Meng.
Su Meng gasped, her eyes widening!
Jian Tong turned her head to look at Su Meng... I'm sorry, I have my own path to walk. I still have many things to do, and I need to escape that person's clutches.
Jian Tong took a deep breath and closed her eyes... What was so terrible anyway It wasn't the first time she knelt down, after all... in the end, she didn't have anything left.
Who is it, and what are the differences
Heh heh...
Again, two sounds of wine glasses hitting the ground. Su Meng shouted angrily: "He Dashao, what deep hatred do you have to be so despicable!"
"Bang!" He had a habit of hitting Su Meng. Jian Tong's heart clenched, and she coldly raised her head: "Don't touch her."
She spoke, moving her knee forward. With each movement, the shard of glass dug deeper into her flesh. With each movement, more glass shards sank in. Su Meng wanted to step forward to stop her, but was held back by others. "Manager Su, just stand there and watch quietly," they said. "If you anger Young Master He, your little one will be in for a hard time."
Like a threat, like a warning, and also like a reminder, Su Meng felt anxious in her heart, but she dared not move.
"If you do this, our big boss will be angry."
"Alright, who's your big boss If he really gets angry, just tell him our names." He still didn't believe it. In this S city, if their families joined forces, who would dare to come out and be enemies with them
Nobody would be stupid enough to offend the families of several people present here just because of a trivial employee within a company.
Although it was only a few steps away, each step felt like walking on the edge of a knife.
A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and his shirt was soaked through.
Glanced at He Wu.
"Dig it."
"Sparkle."
"Come on, drill faster."
In the private room, the sound of one voice after another shouted "drill", entered Jian Tong's ears.
Su Meng's words, "Jian Tong, don't," were muffled by those people covering her mouth.
"Drill! Drill! Drill! Hurry drill!"
A cacophony of gleeful urging, a pair of eyes like wolves, eager and impatient, stiffened Xiao Tong's spine straight as an arrow. Every muscle in her body, however, was taut with tension... Fifty thousand, fifty thousand! A single diamond for fifty thousand! She earned it, didn't she But why did her heart ache so that she struggled to breathe
Jian Tong Jian Tong, you are a convict, what dignity do you have left
That kind of thing is so extravagant, you don't have it anymore! Stop being so dramatic!
If you're going to be a whore, then be a good one!
Under the gaze of everyone, she slowly arched her back, bent over, and lowered her head, prostrating herself at He Wu's feet. Her hands supported the ground, her right hand under her right foot, and her left hand under her left foot. Step by step, she crawled past between He Wu's legs.
It's fine, it's fine... What's this
She has also crawled under the crotches of the people in the same cell block. What does that even mean
But with each step forward, Jian Tong's past, those memories he tried not to remember, came back to him with startling clarity.
In the prison shower room, they cornered her and forced her to crawl under them one by one. Some were even more malicious, urinating on her face as she crawled past.
If she refused, they would spray her with cold water guns, no matter the season. Any resistance would be met with even more terrifying methods.
Jian Tong didn't know how she climbed over. Her body trembled violently, this moment brought her back to the three years of prison life.
"Tsk tsk, once the undisputed Miss Jian, Jian Tong, for 500,000, even crawled into a man's crotch."
"Quick, take a picture! It's sure to be on the front page tomorrow."
Jian Tong's face turned ashen in an instant. The last vestiges of her forced composure evaporated, her lips turning gray as she gasped, "Don't take pictures."
No photos allowed!
"You said you wouldn't take it, so don't take it. Do you still think you're the Miss Simple of the Jian Group Tch~ "
Su Meng's eyes narrowed in surprise as she stared at Jian Tong... the eldest daughter of the Jian Group!
Little child
But if she were the eldest Miss of the Jian family, how could she have become like this!
I can't believe it!
Each "Take a picture" broke down Jian Tong's strong disguise, shattering it all at once. She slowly raised her head, "...Please...please, don't take pictures."
"What Miss Jian, she just said 'please' The once most flamboyant and arrogant Miss Jian on the Shanghai Bund actually said 'please' to you!"
"Hahaha…"
All around, mocking and jeering voices rose up, threatening to engulf Jian Tong!
Panic was etched on her face: "Don't take pictures! Don't take pictures!!!" she screamed. But the more she resisted, the more people around her whipped out their phones and snapped pictures, growing increasingly gleeful with each click.
"Hahaha..."
"Hahahahahaha…"
This burst of laughter, like a spell, made Jian Tong's breathing increasingly constricted. She shook her head frantically: "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures!"
No photos allowed!
Her embarrassment was so clear for all to see in front of the companions she had once played with, and they were all laughing at her.
Jian Tong only felt that all the objects around her, people and things alike, were spinning wildly. She looked up at the rotating ceiling, already mumbling incoherently: “Let me go, let me go, please let me go…”
Su Meng looked at such a simple child, pain made her close her eyes. … Jian Tong, this fool!
"Don't want to take a picture" Ya Kun grabbed a bottle of alcohol, crouched down, and handed it to Jian Tong: "Come on, drink it up, and we won't take any pictures."always managed to infuriate her, "Mr. Kane is right, I can't neglect a guest even after work hours. Mr. Kane, let me walk you out."As Jian Tong walked forward, talking all the while, her eyes remained...