Chapter 58 He Doesn't Want to Marry You

I looked at him, he looked at me.

His words sent shivers down my spine.

He continued speaking, giving me no chance to think.

"On September 6th of this year, I saw you again at a dinner party. You were not at my table. That evening, you, your husband He Cong, and several high-level executives from Datong Electronics were at one table. You drank a glass of white wine and two glasses of red wine, and, after becoming terribly drunk, were brought to my bed."

His tone was so indifferent; it was as if he was talking about someone else's business, as if it was as common as eating, drinking, going to the toilet, or sleeping.

He continued to speak slowly while looking at me: "You have a thumb-sized red birthmark on your right buttock, at first glance, it looks a bit like an unopened lilac flower. You were a virgin, so I paid a high price."

I closed my eyes. In Sang Shixi's mouth, I wasn't a person; I was a commodity.

If I had a gun right now, I would shoot him immediately.