C5

"What are you trying to do!" The hand that Xi Chen was holding onto the steel ruler with became heavier and he could see that some blood was already seeping out from his neck. Zhuang Pu Yang's eyes turned darker as he extinguished the cigarette and pinched her up without caring about the sharp weapon in Xi Chen's hand.

Xi Chen was so scared that he threw his ruler and screamed.

Xi Chen felt his body go soft. The feeling of powerlessness under his feet seemed to be gnawing at her bone marrow, "Let go of me!" Xi Chen hated this man who had insulted him to death. Why did he treat him like this again and again? The tears on his face dripped onto Zhuang Pu Yang's face as he wiped them away with his hand in disgust.

"Put away your pitiful appearance, I'll take you there later to see if he's the person you're looking for. If I didn't cripple him on the spot, who asked him to have someone else's face …" Zhuang Pu Yang glanced at Xi Chen.

"You are a madman... "Abnormal …"

"You scolded me so nicely. I want to see how you take back your words when the results are out." After Zhuang Poyang finished speaking, he opened the door and left.

As for Xi Chen, he squatted on the bed and cried. What had happened to her? How did she meet this demon? Did the heavens send them to punish her?

She had wanted to run away, but her clothes had already been torn to shreds by the devil. Right now, she was wearing a skirt that reached her knees, and her upper body was full of fruits. She did not dare to run around in this unfamiliar place.

After crying for a while, the door was pushed open. Xi Chen sat up nervously and pulled the bed sheets tighter. She thought that Pu Zi Yang had come in again, but who knew that it was the servant who had received her at the door.

"Miss, I am the housekeeper here, Mrs Zhang. This is the clothes the young master has instructed you to wear later. He is waiting for you downstairs, please quickly change. " When he heard Mrs. Zhang's mechanical voice and harsh actions, Xi Chen's delighted heart dropped once again. How could a servant help an outsider? She glared at Mrs. Zhang as she ran around the sofa, grabbed her clothes and ran into the bathroom.

She had never worn such an exposed dress before. There was a deep cut on her back and chest, and the silk dress was sticking to her body. The pure and sweet Xi Chen was now called more graceful and dignified, but no matter what she felt like she was wearing someone else's clothes, she felt uncomfortable.

If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't have any clothes to wear, she would never have changed her dress and would have dared to walk down the stairs, because Zhuang Pu Yang was standing at the door, dressed in a black suit that suited him so well that no one would dare to look at him directly. Xi Chen could see the cold air emitting from his body, and he could also see the two huge black wings that extended from his back as he turned around and smiled at her, the black feathers fluttering non-stop in the air as if he was looking for an opportunity to pierce her.

"Come down!" Zhuang Poyang stretched out his hand and waited for Xi Chen to come over. Xi Chen hesitated for a moment, but he did not go over. She bit her lips and held onto the banister tightly, not moving even half a step.

Zhuang Poyang sized her up, coldly snorted and left.

Just when Xi Chen was about to catch his breath, two serious looking men came in from the door. Both of them were wearing black suits, and they strode over to Xi Chen's side.

"Apologize, Miss …" Before Xi Chen could react, the two of them had dragged her out of the living room.

Xi Chen saw a black car stop in front of the mansion. She struggled a few times but was dragged in front of the car before she could react. Before she could stand still, she was pushed into the car.

"Aiyo …" Xi Chen leaned against the seat and raised his head to see Zhuang Pu Yang sitting firmly at the side. His gaze was locked on her.

Xi Chen lowered his head to look.

If he was going to leave naked, he might as well not wear any of these clothes.

Xi Chen quickly sat up with both his hands in front of his chest as he looked warily at Zhuang Poyang's perverted gaze.

Judging from the luxurious mansion he was in and the bodyguards around him, this disgusting man should have a great background and should be very rich. What was he after?