"Meet with Brother Long?"
Zhao Caixia was startled. Isn't this just asking for a death sentence? If Chen Xiaobei dies, how can I keep working with him to sell watermelons? It can't be over after just one batch, can it?
Moreover, Zhao Caixia had to admit that she was becoming a bit attached to Chen Xiaobei. He was brutal, but the way he fucked her was a mix of pain and pleasure. Deep down, she had actually grown to love the masochistic sensation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Caixia said, "Chen Xiaobei…"
"Hmm?" Chen Xiaobei glared at her fiercely.
Zhao Caixia shivered and said timidly, "Dad, daddy, I know you want to kill Wei Long, but he's truly formidable! I'm begging you, can't we just bury the hatchet with him? Don't worry, I'll put in a good word for you."
Chen Xiaobei said impatiently, "Are you taking me or not? Don't make me drag you outside. There's a whole crowd of people watching, you know."
