Yue Feng walked step by step towards Shang Haohao, took out a check from his pocket, and flung it coldly, mercilessly onto her face.
The check floated lightly and landed on the carpet.
"I slept with you, so of course I have to pay. We're even now! If you dare not take it, I'll tear down your shabby shop."
After throwing those words, Yue Feng turned around and strode away.
"…" Shang Haohao clenched her fists tightly in anger, her body trembling uncontrollably.
She knew Yue Feng was deliberately humiliating her, treating her like a prostitute, a transaction.
The last shred of dignity she had was shattered to pieces by this man...
Shang Haohao lowered her gaze, staring at the lightweight yet unbearably heavy check on the ground, its burden pressing down on her soul, a five-million-yuan insult.
Clearly written: five million.
So, her first time was worth this much—five million.
Splash. Tears fell to the ground, soaking the check.
