Moreover, being alone with a man in a house is risky.
Shang Jingchen's face darkened, placing his coffee heavily on the marble table with a cynical cold chuckle.
"You've already taken the money, do you have the right to refuse? Don't think that if I'm a little kind to you, you can take advantage of me. I can make your life comfortable, but I can also make you die miserably!"
What he hated most was a woman not recognizing her own place.
Being slightly nice to her, and she starts pushing her limits, thinking she could climb above him.
The icy, threatening tone made Ye Lu's face pale, truly experiencing this man's ruthlessness.
The ten million, she had already given to her father, there was no way she could return it.
Regardless of her wishes, she could only grit her teeth.
Ye Lu had no choice but to move into this villa.
Moving into Shang Jingchen's villa didn't make a significant change for Ye Lu.
Life went on as usual, working hard in her free time.