Wan Donglin remained composed. An experienced connoisseur of women, he knew all their weaknesses. Women have an inherent love for money, just as men naturally adore beautiful women. Giving them jewelry or mink coats was nothing compared to letting them see stacks of real banknotes. Look, there's a fierce light shining in the girl's eyes now.
"This is 300,000 in cash!"
Yan Xixi's body trembled even more violently. With this 300,000, her mother could be hospitalized, and they could even afford a caregiver.
"Go on, strip! Strip and take a turn on the swing, and all of this will be yours! Your mother's illness will be treated, and you two will have a place to stay. From then on, you will no longer be displaced!"
She still stared stubbornly at the pink banknotes.
"Yan Xixi, this house is also yours now!"
The swing swayed in front of her, swaying... just like his cruel lips opening and closing. He was clearly performing the most despicable, shameless act in the world, yet it appeared strangely romantic and tender. His voice was low and slow, like a demon tempting one to surrender their soul. "Xixi, your mother's body can't hold on much longer. Any further delay will do her illness no good. You want her to have a quiet place to heal too, don't you? This house is very suitable for recuperation."
Yan Xixi's face became alarmingly pale. Wan Donglin watched her with a composed, knowing air. He was confident he had her figured out and, very pleased with himself, blew a whistle.
She reached out to open the door, but he grabbed her hand firmly. Under the setting sun, her hands were so pale they were almost transparent. One could clearly see the faint blue veins upon them. Yet, despite their frailty, they were inexplicably soft and supple. Undoubtedly the most beautiful pair of hands in the world.
"Just one swing, and all of this will be yours. Xixi, you see, it's simple, isn't it? Every woman eventually undresses in front of a man."
His gaze landed almost greedily on the girl's slender figure as he imagined her sitting on the swing. Only after a while did he shift his attention to her face, flushed with anger. Then, he laughed loudly. "Alright, I'll make an exception this time and allow you to move in first. As for other matters, we can discuss them later. You can take this money for your urgent needs first. Now, I have other things to attend to, so I must leave. Do you want me to see you out?"
She stood still, her gaze never leaving the stacks of fresh, pink banknotes.
The smile on Wan Donglin's lips widened. He whistled again and, without further ado, departed. Soon, the large room was empty, with only Yan Xixi standing alone in the center of the hall. After a long while, she squatted down and picked up a stack of banknotes. She weighed the thick stack in her hand, then hesitated before putting it down. No one would find money too hot to handle, but there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. You have to consider if you can afford the price.
The red velvet swing nearby swayed slightly, the air around it filled with the mixed scents of various suggestive perfumes. God knows how many young, beautiful girls had taken their turns on it.
Wan Donglin... he's a man with perverted tendencies! His only obsession is watching those young girls sit on the swing and sway!
She could touch the finely carved patterns on the armrests. The moment her hand made contact, she immediately retracted it as if electrocuted. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and stood up. She bit her lip so hard it nearly bled, and her fists were clenched tight. No, it hasn't gotten to that point! I haven't reached the stage where I need to degrade myself this much.