"I’m a liar? Yan Xixi, you are a heartless woman! I treated you so well, yet you killed my child. I will not let you go..." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel·fire.net "How will you not let me go?" They were very close. He was glaring at her furiously, but when he saw his own clear reflection in her eyes, his grip on her loosened slightly. "For this entire lifetime, if I tell you not to leave, you are not allowed to leave!" She could clearly see the trace of madness deep in his eyes. It suddenly reminded her of her days as a bar hostess, and the men who had racked up thousands on their cards. They all had the same look: if they had paid a price, they felt they had to get what they paid for. If they didn’t get enough, they would resort to violence. She would never forget the man who had spent 1,800 yuan on drinks. He chased her for seven or eight blocks, almost causing a multi-car pile-up, before she finally escaped him by a stroke of luck. But Wan Donglin was even greedier than those men. For this entire lifetime, he wanted to trap her, to slowly suffocate her. The price she had paid was far greater than he imagined: her reputation, her first love, a miscarriage, two years of her life... Even with a woman he had grown tired of, he still wouldn’t let her go. She suddenly laughed, her expression turning Yan Yuese, exceedingly gentle. She reached out and took his hand. "Mr. Wan, I can stay." "If you marry me, I’ll stay." His expression changed drastically. He seemed caught in a struggle, and only after a long pause did he stammer, "Xixi, you know that’s impossible." She remained unfazed. Of course, she knew it was impossible. Scions of wealthy families might play around, but when it comes to marriage, who would truly choose a commoner? Besides, their relationship had started as a transaction and couldn’t even be considered a normal romantic relationship. Compared to Zhou Ting, who worked for a United Nations agency, even a fool knew who to choose. "Mr. Wan, I can’t remain nameless and unacknowledged. You can ask me to stay, and I’m even willing to have another child for you, but on one condition: you must marry me. I don’t want to give birth to an illegitimate child, nor am I content with being your secret mistress for the rest of my life." She then laid her ’ambition’ bare. "Mr. Wan, I don’t actually want to go out and struggle that much. You must know, it isn’t pleasant being a petty white-collar worker earning just a few thousand yuan a month. Who wouldn’t want to be with you and live a life of luxury? Am I a fool? Why would I choose a life of uncertainty? At the end of the day, marriage is marriage, no matter who it’s to, right?" Her voice was incredibly gentle as she gazed at him. "Mr. Wan, will you marry me?" It was his turn to flush red and then pale. Impossible! How could he marry her? She knew it in her heart: this man was simply greedy. She gently released his hand, her voice still soft. "Mr. Wan, you feel you’ve been wronged, don’t you?" He stiffened, clearly outraged by the implication. "You spent so much money to get me reinstated in school, and now that I’m just leaving , you must feel it wasn’t worth it. But I can’t help it, can I? You’re getting married. The best way I can repay you is to leave you and not ruin your marriage. However, how about this..." She looked into his eyes. "If you really insist on recouping some of your losses, then tonight... I can spend one more night with you. You can do whatever you want." He stared in disbelief, his eyes practically spewing fire. "Yan Xixi, what do you mean by that? Do you think I just want to take advantage of you one last time?"