178: Chapter 152: Jealous of a Dog 178: Chapter 152: Jealous of a Dog The night breeze gently lifted the window screen.

The light inside the study was bright yet gentle.

Tang Xi stared at the man’s back in shock, her mouth slightly agape.

She had never imagined that Fu Tingzhou’s injury would be so severe; his back was already a mass of bruises, the serious wounds seeping blood had crusted over, no wonder he had a high fever.

Was there anyone in this world capable of hurting him?

To have injured Fu Tingzhou to such an extent, Tang Xi could hardly dare to imagine the identity of the other party.

After giving the wound a simple treatment, Tang Xi, with her professional medical professionalism, said, “You need to take care to rest well, don’t overexert yourself for the time being, and if you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital as soon as possible.”

Before she could finish her words, Fu Tingzhou kissed her.

“Mhm—” Tang Xi’s pupils trembled slightly.

Fu Tingzhou’s hand pinched her waist and pressed her down onto the sofa.

The man’s eyes seemed to be a dark, surging sea, staring at the woman’s fair and delicate face, her lips now a charming red that seemed to be the most beautiful and enticing color between heaven and earth.

Tang Xi had a kind of beauty reminiscent of the water towns of the Jiangnan area, modest and gentle, easy on the eyes, tranquil and delicate, not aggressive.

It wasn’t the kind of beauty that astonishes at first glance, but it was particularly endearing, her fair skin and a naturally superior temperament.

Fu Tingzhou lowered his head, his fingertips caressing the woman’s face.

“In a few days, accompany me to an event.”

Tang Xi nodded.

She had no room to refuse or resist.

Just as Fu Tingzhou’s hand moved to her waist, ready to proceed to the next step, Tang Xi, with downcast eyes, said indifferently, “Remember to pay me.”

The man’s eyes grew cold.

It seemed that much of his original desire had dissipated at that moment.

“Money?” Fu Tingzhou said coldly, “Do you like money that much?”

“Yes, I really like it…” The woman’s clear eyes stared directly into his, saying frankly, “I am not your wife; you sleep with me, you pay me, it’s only right.”

She was no innocent schoolgirl, and having experienced so much, Tang Xi harbored no illusions about this relationship.

She was no longer foolishly in love with Fu Tingzhou; her pupils only showed indifference now.

If he thought she was so money-loving, believing she was a greedy and vain woman, fine, then she would act out the role of greed and vanity.

She loved money; don’t talk to her about emotions.

If not for his overpowering desire, perhaps Tang Xi would already have left North City by now.

She could have been leading the ordinary yet stable life she desired.

And Tangtang would have been born safely and happily.

She wouldn’t have to be separated from her own daughter.

There was no change in Fu Tingzhou’s pupils; Tang Xi saw no emotion here.

A few seconds later, Fu Tingzhou said indifferently, “How much?”

He seemed like the king of the business world, negotiating a deal with her.

Tang Xi’s lips were pursed.

She clenched her fingers.

Taking a deep breath, she said, “One hundred thousand.”

She had almost anticipated it, the moment she said this, the mockery in the man’s eyes and his imminent sarcastic remark, “Do you think you’re a celestial being?

Sleeping once for one hundred thousand?” She had almost foreseen his venomous and disdainful demeanor.

But after a few seconds.

There was none.

Fu Tingzhou picked up his phone and transferred one hundred thousand to her account.

As Tang Xi heard the phone’s notification sound of a substantial transfer along with the man’s kisses that were intensive and assertive.

He kissed fiercely.

Almost not giving her any time to breathe.

More like a release.

An hour later, Tang Xi entered the bathroom.

The warm water flowed slowly, washing over her as she looked at herself in the mirror, attempting to smile, only to find she couldn’t muster even the slightest grin.

Little by little, she had turned into the person she once despised.

Sleep once, one hundred thousand, this seemed to become the clear set price between Tang Xi and Fu Tingzhou.

Each time the man sought her, Tang Xi would remind him to make the transfer.

She did not resist, nor did she take the initiative.

The physiological responses of her body made her feel ashamed, yet, deep down, she was numb.

No one would enjoy being a mistress who must hide in the shadows.

Fu Tingzhou did not restrict her personal freedom; she had purchased a box of birth control pills, torn off the outer packaging, and replaced it with a vitamin box.

Every time after, she would secretly take one.

She would not conceive a child with this man.

She would always remember the despair he had given her.

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“Mengshu, this is Assistant An.

If there’s anything I or your grandfather have overlooked, you can ask Assistant An to handle it.” Shu Rongjun looked at Su Mengshu, his eyes filled with tenderness and satisfaction.