Chapter 2175
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Ruan Mianmian's favorite chamomile fragrance floated in the dark and luxurious European-style room.
She was wearing a black lace nightgown with spaghetti straps. She was shivering on the big bed that was as soft as the clouds.
Three months ago, her mother had been diagnosed with breast cancer.
In order to raise money for the medical expenses, she had to work a few part-time jobs.
Unfortunately, that income was just a drop in the bucket for someone like her who needed money.
Until one day, she received a message from a surrogate.
She called the number with the intention of giving it a try.
What followed was three months of check-ups and recuperation.
Until this morning, she was blindfolded and sent to this small island.
Heavy footsteps approached from afar.
The man's cold gaze slid across Ruan Mianmian's milk-scented skin.
Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but grit her teeth.
"I don't like to force women."
When the cold voice sounded, Ruan Mianmian's heart pounded violently.
She opened her eyes and looked through the gap of the lace pattern on the blindfold.
She could only see the side profile of a tall man.
His side profile was very distinct, like a prince who had walked out of an anime.
Ruan Mianmian heaved a sigh of relief. She thought that she had given her first time to a handsome man.
Thinking about it this way, she didn't lose out too much.
"No, I did it willingly."
Ruan Mianmian's fingertips were white, and her lips were as delicate as peach blossoms.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
She had indeed done it willingly.
For money, she had willingly accepted this surrogacy business.
For money, she had willingly given up her self-esteem and been treated like an object.
Ruan Mianmian had been forced to learn many action movies in order to make the surrogacy go smoothly.
But when it came to it, Ruan Mianmian was still in so much pain that she wanted to die.
She was like a lone boat on the surface of the sea, bobbing up and down amidst the violent winds and torrential rain.
That kind of hot and unfamiliar embrace added another person to Ruan Mianmian's private world.
The primitive rhythm lasted for a long time.
After the mysterious man completed the last sacred step, he left without a sound.
Ruan Mianmian collapsed on the soft bed. She didn't even have the strength to move.
A minute later, the European-style carved wooden door was pushed open by Fairy Tale.
"Miss Ruan, raise your waist."
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