Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Just as she was about to speak, she heard...a clear and soft female voice with a hint of Taiwanese cooing.

"Master Ya, it's your turn to play your cards."

Rong Yan's hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and anger quickly spread to his whole face. You Liancheng Yaya, you really know how to enjoy it!

Rong Yan originally called to complain, but after hearing the female voice just now, she became angry, threw her bag away, kicked off her high heels, "Damn it, I'm not going."

Rongyan sneered twice: "Take a car? What kind of car? Mr. Liancheng, it's easy for you. After tossing me, you picked up your pants and left without even asking me. You felt really good, leaving all the pain to me."

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Liancheng Yazhi, who was playing cards, heard Rong Yan's series of explicit accusations like firecrackers. He frowned, threw the red wine in his hand, leaned on the chair, and said: "Don't make trouble, come here quickly."

His voice already had a hint of indifference, which was a sign that he was about to lose his patience.

Rong Yan also understands, but now she doesn't want to serve at all.

The red and swollen lower body was in severe pain due to the friction of walking, and a woman's voice kept hearing in his ears. In addition, Shan Liancheng Yazhi didn't even have a word of comfort. Rong Yan felt even more angry and yelled at the phone: "I don't have it."

Damn it, I'm disabled, I can't leave, I can't serve you, you can go find whoever you like."

After saying that, she hung up the phone and walked back while holding on to the wall.

In fact, after hanging up the phone, Rong Yan felt a little regretful. She regretted that she had said something she shouldn't have said just now because her mind was so hot.

Although Liancheng Yazhi had been very indulgent towards him recently, she knew very well that a man's indulgence towards a woman would never end. When their patience ran out, the woman would be in trouble.

It is estimated that she has reached the bottom line of Liancheng Yaya's patience just now.

After spending the past few days together, she almost forgot that she was just a mistress with no identity or status, just like a pet. When the owner thinks of you, he will tease you. If the owner doesn't like you, you are nothing.

Not to mention that he did it all night and tortured her to death.

Even if he really killed her, I guess... it would only be a matter of one sentence.

From the beginning of their relationship, Liancheng's elegance dominated the relationship.

Appearance leaves no room for refutation or resistance.

Rongyan patted his forehead and laughed at himself, really, I used to talk about the work ethics of a mistress all day long, but now...how come I have completely forgotten it.

As a mistress, the most tragic thing is not to be abandoned by her sponsor.

Instead, she forgot the identity of her mistress.

Rong Yan shook her head. She always thought she was rational and self-disciplined. Why did she just forget about this matter?

However, if it can anger Liancheng Yaya and make him feel that there is nothing redeeming about him, and he lets her go, it will be a blessing in disguise.

Rong Yan was already sweating profusely when she walked to the sofa. She sat down and looked at the ceiling, praying in her heart, hoping... that she could get her wish.

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Her appearance was fine. She called the front desk clerk and asked them to go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain. She even told them what it was used for.

Rong Yan gave up on herself and thought that this kind of thing that was unspeakable to others was not a big deal to her as a mistress. This was what she did.