132 Stop fooling around

Just as she was about to speak, she heard a crisp, gentle, and slightly boisterous female voice.

“Young master ya, it’s your turn.”

rong yan’s hand that was holding the phone suddenly tightened, and anger quickly spread across her face. liancheng yazhi, you really know how to enjoy life!

Rong Yan had originally called to complain, but after hearing the female voice just now, her anger rose. She threw her bag aside and kicked off her high heels. Damn it, I’m not going.

Rong Yan sneered,”ride?” what car? mr. liancheng, you’re so relaxed. after torturing me, you pulled up your pants and left without even asking me. you’re so happy that you left all the pain to me. ”

when liancheng yazhi, who was playing cards, heard rong yan’s string of explicit accusations that were like firecrackers, he immediately frowned. he threw the red wine in his hand away and leaned back in his chair, saying, ” “don’t mess around, hurry up and come over.”

His voice was already cold, a sign that he was about to lose his patience.

Rong Yan also understood, but she didn’t want to serve him at all now.

Rong Yan’s lower body was red and swollen, and it hurt badly from the friction while walking. She kept hearing a woman’s voice in her ear, and there was no word of comfort from Liancheng Yazhi. The anger in Rong Yan’s heart burned even more fiercely. She shouted into the phone,”I’m not. I’m disabled and can’t leave. I can’t serve you. You can go find whoever you want.”

She hung up the phone and walked back to her room with her hands on the wall.

In fact, after hanging up the phone, Rong Yan felt a little regretful. She regretted that she had said something she shouldn’t have said in a moment of hot-headedness.

Although Liancheng Yazhi had been very indulgent with him recently, she knew very well that a man’s indulgence for a woman would not be endless. When their patience ran out, the woman would be in trouble.

She had probably touched the bottom line of Liancheng Yazhi’s patience.

After spending the past few days together, she had almost forgotten that she was just a mistress with no status or position. She was just like a pet. When her master thought of her, she would tease her. When her master did not like her, she was nothing.

Don’t say that he had tormented her half to death.

Even if he really did kill her, it would probably only take a word from Yueyue.

From the very beginning, Liancheng Yazhi had completely dominated their relationship.

Rong Yan had no room to refute or resist.

Rong Yan patted her forehead and laughed at herself. Seriously, how could Huahua forget all about the professional ethics of a mistress that she used to talk about all day?

As a mistress, the most tragic thing was not being abandoned by her sugar daddy.

Instead, she had forgotten her identity as a mistress.

Rong Yan shook her head. She had always thought that she was rational and self-disciplined, so how could she have forgotten about this?

However, if she could anger Liancheng Yazhi and make him feel that there was nothing redeeming about her, he would let her go. This was also a blessing in disguise.

Rong Yan was already sweating profusely when she walked to the sofa. She sat down and looked at the ceiling, praying in her heart that Huahua would let her wish come true.

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rong yan was still fine. she called the front desk staff and asked them to go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment for swelling and pain relief. she even told them what the use was.

Rong Yan gave up on herself and thought about this kind of thing that was difficult for others to talk about. To a mistress like her, it was no big deal. This was what she was in.

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