He had been watching the show.
Watching her being humiliated by other men.
Even when she was being gang-raped, he didn't react at all.
She knew in her heart that he wouldn't save her.
Indeed, there was no reason for him to save her now.
Her lashes fluttered and she kowtowed to him with cold hands and feet. Her head touched the cold carpet and her eyes reddened.
There was no better time than now to let her know that her Brother Ying was really dead.
— -Save me.
If he wanted her to beg for mercy, if he wanted revenge, he should have gotten what he wanted by now.
She was in a sorry state.
She wasn't the daughter of a good family and her life wasn't good either. Ever since she entered Ah Jiao's Room, she was forever labeled as a prostitute.
Prostitutes were easy to bully.
When she said 'save me', her voice was slightly hoarse. Xuan Ying reached out to smoke his cigar, only to realize that he had already finished the last puff.
A cigar. He had watched a good show.
Tossing the cigar into the ashtray, he leaned back lazily and turned his long legs to face her. He stretched them out casually and spread them wide, trapping the kowtowing Gu Nianzhi between his legs in a suggestive and insulting manner.
"Raise your head," he said.
Feng Lingxue raised her head.
Xuan Ying glanced at his confidant, who walked forward and threw a contract on the ground.
"Look carefully, I've already bought your freedom. You're no longer a member of Ah Jiao's Room."
The men sucked in a breath of cold air. They were so scared that they didn't even dare to breathe.
So … Silver Mask King had his eyes on Feng Lingxue.
They were doomed this time.
Feng Lingxue lowered her eyes to look at the contract. There were two contracts, one of them was the contract to buy her freedom, and the other …
"The other contract is the contract to sell your body. You're no longer a member of Ah Jiao's Room, you're mine. I'm your master and you're my … slave."
The corners of Xuan Ying's lips kicked up into a smile as he looked at her beautiful face. Even if it was just half of her face, it was still mesmerizing. "If there's nothing else, you can sign it. It's fine if you don't want to sign it, but you can leave with these men. Do as you please."
He didn't force her.
But he did it to the fullest.
Did she have a second choice?
Although Ah Jiao's Room was her cage, it was also her umbrella. Now that her umbrella was gone, she didn't know which men she would end up in.
Feng Lingxue lifted her head, looking at him coldly. "I'll sign it, why wouldn't I?"
"I've always wanted to be with a man with power, status and money. The Silver Mask King fulfilled all my requirements, of course I'll sign it."
Xuan Ying praised her expressionlessly. "You've always been smart."
Feng Lingxue took the pen and signed her name on the contract.
"Now call me. Who am I to you?"
Feng Lingxue replied, "Master."
Xuan Ying arched his brows in satisfaction. He patted his thigh and looked down at her, as though she was his pet. "Climb up and sit on my lap."
"Silver Mask King, you're so biased. You've forgotten about your old love after finding a new one. I want to sit on your lap too." A beauty nuzzled against Xuan Ying.
Xuan Ying glanced sideways at the beauty.
The beauty's scalp went numb and her entire face turned pale.
She couldn't figure out what this man was thinking. He seemed to have countless beauties around him and he wouldn't reject any of them, but he always seemed to keep a distance from them.
He had never let a woman get close to him before.
Not to mention sitting on his lap.
The beauty was so scared that she didn't dare to say a word. Xuan Ying suddenly curved his thin lips and said gently, "Be good, I'll let you sit next time."
The beauty's lips twitched stiffly.
Feng Lingxue got up from the carpet and climbed onto his lap, hugging his neck with her hands.
Xuan Ying raked his fingers through her silky hair, holding her face and bending over to kiss her.
Feng Lingxue dodged.
Xuan Ying's breath turned cold.
"Master, I'm already yours. What's the hurry? The most important thing now is to deal with those people." Feng Lingxue raised her brows, looking at the men and President Zhang coldly.
Everyone's legs gave way when she looked at them.
Xuan Ying gave the men a sidelong glance. "Oh?"
"Master, aren't you going to do anything when men bully your slave?"
The corners of Xuan Ying's lips kicked up.
The men started screaming. "Feng Lingxue, you're really despicable and evil. You're trying to mess with us just because you've gotten your hands on Silver Mask King."
Feng Lingxue's expression was indifferent. She wasn't a good person. She wasn't like the girls she had just met. Tang Mo 'er, Lin Shiyu, Jun Xiqing … They all had their own abilities and charm, but she didn't know anything.
She had been learning how to serve men ever since she was in primary school.
What right did she have to sell herself? What right did they have to criticize her?
"Silver Mask King, don't be fooled by Feng Lingxue. She doesn't love you, she's just using you!"
Xuan Ying was expressionless, he glanced at his confidant.
His confidant took an iron rod and poked it into the stomachs of those men.
Puff.
The carpet was splattered with blood.
The rumors that Silver Mask King was ruthless and vicious was true. In fact, he was even more ruthless than the rumors.
The men didn't even have time to scream, they collapsed one by one.
Feng Lingxue watched as they collapsed, a drop of blood splattered on her face. It was scalding hot.
She felt as if her delicate skin had been scalded.
Her cold eyes slowly turned pale, blank, and numb …
At this moment, a large palm reached over, pinching her face and forcing her to turn around. He used his calloused thumb to wipe away the drop of blood on her face. "Are you afraid?"
Feng Lingxue shook her head.
Xuan Ying pinched her slender waist forcefully, hugging her in his arms. His thin lips landed on her face, all the way to her neck …
His confidant and the two beauties retreated, leaving only the two of them in the private room. There was also a pool of blood on the floor.
Feng Lingxue could smell the strong scent of blood. She felt nauseous all over.
Clenching her fists by her side, she couldn't take it anymore and pushed him away. "Master, it's not convenient for me to do this. I'm on my period."
Xuan Ying furrowed his brows as he was pushed away. He stared at her with a dark gaze, as though he was trying to see through her. "Really?"
"Mm." She nodded.
Xuan Ying's palm moved downwards, patting her bottom. "Get up."
Many men were bothered by a woman's period, they felt that it was dirty.
Feng Lingxue quickly got up, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.
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