Unbound by any rules

She shook her head, her tone still mild, but her words were sharp: "Since he promised you, why are you calling me Miss, do you need money for an abortion or contraception Two hundred dollars is enough I can pretend to be a charity giver. If it's not enough... I'll have to settle accounts with you.",He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine.",Wen Zhixia's reproachful words came to a halt the moment she saw the scarlet lipstick mark on his white shirt.。