Chapter 89: Being a Favorite in a Pseudo-Rich Family (39)

They are all following the rules of the game.

The next day after Shi Zhile was Shi Xiao, but when Qiao Xi copied the data of the substitute and released it, she saw the man who had been waiting at her door.

Look, what does this look like?

A brothel that receives customers in an endless stream.

And there is no reward at all. It is ironic that this game was decided by the man in front of me.

Shi Xiao knew very well what he was doing.

He would not let his own artwork be coveted by others, so after taking the girl's virginity and claiming his sovereignty, he would let go and let Shi Yan and Shi Zhile dye their colors.

New rules of the game?

That's a trick to fool children, of course.

His goal has now been achieved. This piece of raw jade has been made into the most perfect shape. Now he just needs to take the last step.

He doesn't like people keeping track of his things.

Reluctantly allowing those two useless brothers to destroy the unpolished jade and dye it was already Shi Xiao's biggest concession.

So far his goal has been achieved.

It's also time to lock the girl back by your side.

Qiao Xi was not interested anyway.

However, the acting still needs to be done well, because the stand-in had been robbed by Shi Yan and Shi Zhile before, and normally these traces would not have disappeared.

And now.

'Qiao Xi' was wearing the little white dress that Shi Xiao asked her to wear, her raven-colored hair cascading down behind her like a waterfall, occasionally a few strands falling onto her shoulders.

Let those ambiguous traces appear and disappear, arousing people's imagination.

The marks on the girl's body not only did not fade away with the passage of time, but became even more terrifying and obvious.

Ambiguous marks fell irregularly on her snow-white skin.

It has an elegant swan neck and beautiful butterfly bones on the back. The little white dress chosen by Shi Xiao is hollowed out at the back and fits closely.

While outlining the body curves, it also makes those traces visible at a glance.

Shi Xiao looked at her as if he was examining a commodity.

After mentally assessing its value and confirming it was the finished product he wanted, he finally nodded in satisfaction and smiled at her, "Ms. Qiao, you are beautiful."

This is praise from the heart.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of pity, and her slightly swollen red lips were plump and alluring. The reddened corners of her eyes, which seemed to be about to cry, easily aroused Shi Xiao's instinct as a man.

I really want to pin her down and give her a good beating.

Qiao Xi didn't say anything, but just stared at the dark corridor in a daze.

She looked a little dazed.

The windows were already covered with heavy curtains, blocking out all the light. Even though it was daytime, the room felt strangely chilly.

Her distraught look caught Shi Xiao's eyes.

It just suits the man's taste.

The reason why he treated the girl in this way was that he wanted to create the most perfect work of art and watch the girl fall into despair.

And in her beautiful eyes.

The light representing hope was gradually smoothed out and extinguished by the gloom of reality. When she was completely plunged into darkness, it was the moment when Shi Xiao completely shaped her.

Naturally, that is now.

A girl with a soul as crazy as his will eventually be defeated by the cruel reality and will naturally succumb after experiencing repeated humiliation.

Such a despicable and dirty method.

It is the best way to make her fall into the taboo.

In the pure white room at the deepest part of the ideal paradise, there is only a chair and nothing else.

Whether it's the walls or the floor, everything is pure white.

Shi Xiao has an extreme pursuit of purity and perfection. No one has ever been to this room except him.

And here is also a bit unexpected.

There were no strange things as imagined. Instead, it was incredibly clean. There was only a chair in the middle of the pure white room.

It also makes the room look particularly empty.