Chapter 2: Dirty

Cen Xia walked forward and saw a girl's portrait quietly placed on the table.

She twitched her fingers slightly, knelt down slowly, and worshiped devoutly while burning incense.

Then he picked up the Buddhist beads that he had prepared long ago, started to hit the wooden fish with one hand, and began to chant something.

The villa was like an opera house, echoing with the sound of wooden fish, empty and cold.

But she was too tired and her whole body was in pain. The sound of her knocking became more and more weak, which made Chi Jinyan on the second floor restless.

"Ms. Cen, do you want to die?"

Chi Jinyan stood on the second floor at some point, and his cold voice lingered on Cen Xia's eardrums.

He pursed his lips, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and stared at the woman downstairs.

Cen Xia acted as if he didn't hear it and continued knocking.

She knew how to successfully arouse the man's anger.

Thinking that as long as the man had tortured her enough, he would let her go.

As expected, Chi Jinyan walked downstairs, without saying a word, he pulled her up and squeezed her wrist fiercely, his eyes seemed to want to swallow her up.

"Bitch, did you hear me?"

The thin figure was suddenly pulled up, and Cen Xia almost lost his balance. Before he could react, a big hand grabbed his neck.

Looking at this angry man, she had difficulty breathing, her face turned red and slightly purple, and she was unable to speak.

His hands hung down limply, he almost fainted, and his eyes kept drooping.

Perhaps he was afraid of strangling her to death, or perhaps he was afraid of disturbing the peace of the girl in the portrait.

The anger in Chi Jinyan's eyes gradually subsided and he let go of his hand.

She fell to the ground, gasping for air.

The fear of death made her lose her previous pride. She said in a trembling voice , " You asked me to pray for her."

Looking up into those cold eyes, Cen Xia's body tensed up instantly, but she quickly reacted , " I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He tried to reach out and grab her to beg for mercy, but was kicked away again.

"Ms. Cen, clean up."

Chi Jinyan looked at her with a hint of amusement, and every word he said was chilling , " This dress is not for the purpose of preventing sunburn, but to cover your skin."

Upon hearing this, Cen Xia's face turned pale and his body couldn't stop shaking.

Compared to the night, it is lucky to only endure physical pain during the day.

The pale lips seemed as heavy as gold, and he spoke with difficulty, trembling , " Yes, young master." The voice was like a whistle echoing in an empty valley, revealing a sense of desolation.

A very small sound reached his ears, and Chi Jinyan left with satisfaction.

As the dusk faded, the night quietly came and swallowed up the last bit of light in the city.

Star Nest-----the top entertainment club in Qingcheng, the so-called gaming city for the rich.

The most luxurious private room, in the center of the brightly lit dance floor.

A woman wearing a black lace mask and several strands of black silk fabric twisted her waist, causing the audience to sigh.

Chi Jinyan was hugging his female companion on the sofa, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

The tip of his index finger tapped the edge of the wine glass in a slightly rhythmic manner. With a smile on his lips, he stared at the man casually, looking very comfortable.

"Boss Chi, you're really good at introducing this woman."

The man who spoke was Mo Yongxiu, the owner of the entertainment club, and also the son of the Mo Group, with whom he had business dealings.

He looked at the woman on the stage with lustful eyes.

Her figure is well-proportioned and her waistline is almost perfect.

Even if half of the face is covered, it can still capture those people's hearts.

Chi Jinyan glanced at the person and paused , " Do you know who she is?"

She is a high and mighty princess, the eldest daughter of the Cen family.

Thinking of this, the sneer in his eyes was barely detectable.

Mo Yongxiu's eyes never left Cen Xia and he never looked at him.

"Who could it be? She is just a woman trained by Young Master Chi. She is indeed very charming."

He loosened his tie and swallowed.

The suit and tie only conceal his beastly nature.

"I just don't know what kind of stunning beauty lies beneath that mask."

He touched his chin and stared closely at the woman who was twisting her body unnaturally.

With a wicked smile , " But as a woman, as long as she doesn't wear clothes ... "

"Tell her to come here."

Chi Jinyan interrupted him before he could finish, his face clearly showing emotion.

Seeing that people were unhappy, Mo Yongxiu wisely shut his mouth.

The waiter stood up and walked over, came in front of Cen Xia, pointed in this direction and said a few words.

Cen Xia paused, looked over with cold eyes, and his gaze met Chi Jinyan.

There was disgust in his eyes, but it was perfectly hidden behind the mask.

Who could have thought that this beauty on the stage, who attracted almost all the men in the audience, was devoutly worshiping Buddha in the temple two hours ago.

At this moment she was stuck in the mud and was filthy.

Cen Xia walked up to the group with difficulty, head lowered and shoulders drooped.

She was as obedient as a rabbit, exuding an aura of submissiveness.

Chi Jinyan's lips were always raised with a cold smile, and only Cen Xia could see that there was a surge of coldness under his deep black eyes.

This woman can seduce men even through the mask, she is so cheap.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it all , " Our princess ... Boss Mo said that women are all the same when they take off their clothes."

Chi Jinyan’s words made Cen Xia stunned.

Her nails dug into her skin, her body trembled slightly, she bit her lips tightly, and looked at him with fear in her eyes.

Chi Jinyan seemed to be very satisfied with her fear.

Looking at her slim and graceful body, he narrowed his eyes and smiled softly , " Your clothes are a bit in the way, change them."

Before Cen Xia could react, his cold voice came to her ears again.

"Just change here, it's easier."

Then he waved his hand, signaling Rong Heng to prepare it for her.

Cen Xia didn't move.

A few people who were having fun on the dance floor nearby also came over and sat down, ready to watch the fun.

Looking at this group of ruthless young masters, Cen Xia realized that she seemed unable to escape this time.

She was so desperate that she almost couldn't stand.

Just because Chi Jinyan doesn't touch her doesn't mean others won't.

Rong Heng brought a piece of cloth that could be considered as clothes.

She looked at Chi Jinyan with pleading eyes, but she was not wearing anything under her dance costume.

But the man just smiled grimly and didn't intend to give up.

He loved to admire her helpless and pitiful expression the most.

Someone blew a whistle to urge the crowd to do so, and the atmosphere became more lively, and they began to make a noise.

Cen Xia's eyes were misty and she bit the inner wall of her mouth hard.

She couldn't cry in front of Chi Jinyan. This was her only dignity, but at the moment she could not hold on any longer.

A tear slid down the inner layer of the mask, seemingly unnoticed.

Rong Heng, who was facing her, saw everything clearly, but he was just a secretary and was really powerless to do anything. He tightened his hands holding the clothes.

Every move of these two people did not escape Chi Jinyan's eyes.

He held the wine glass with a fierce look in his eyes - there were quite a few people who coveted his "wife".

This bitch is like a wild cat in heat, only seducing people wherever she goes.

Chi Jinyan gave all his vulgarity to Cen Xia, and also showed her the distorted side of human nature.

Watching the woman reaching out her trembling hands to take the clothes, Chi Jinyan suddenly felt depressed. He left his female companion, stood up, and walked out with big strides.

"She has been very naughty lately. Please help me teach her a lesson."

Having said that, who would dare to touch someone Chi Jinyan likes?

What Chi Jinyan meant was nothing more than to make this woman suffer a little, just to scare her, so that they wouldn't dare to really do anything to her.

But just torturing her was fun.

Cen Xia wanted to escape, but the door was tightly closed.

She turned around and saw countless demons with bared fangs and claws extending their tentacles and dragging her in.