stay safe my wife

Ben Thanh Building.

Wen Xia was led into a studio by the waiter.

"Miss Wen, please wait a moment. Painter Shen Siyuan will be here later."

After the waiter finished speaking, he backed out, leaving Wen Xia sitting on the sofa alone, pinching his fingers awkwardly.

In order to pay for the treatment of her seriously ill younger brother, she did not hesitate to accept the job of a body art model!

Although it is not decent, but facing the high cost of surgery, she really has no other choice because of her financial constraints.

"Squeak-"

At this time, the door opened, and a tall and straight figure walked in slowly.

The black leather shoes stepped on the floor, sonorously, as if stepping on her heart.

"Heh, the model hired for 30 yuan turned out to be someone like Miss Wen. I seem to be at a disadvantage."

The cold tone was mixed with sarcasm, from far to near, as soon as he opened his mouth, Wen Xia's body tensed up instantly.

Every word he uttered made Wen Xia's body chill.

She frowned and raised her eyes in disbelief, and when she met Dawson's cold gaze, she felt as if covered by ice and snow, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"Shen Siyan?" She could hardly believe her eyes.

She looked at the man approaching with a gloomy face, and suddenly realized something, her tone trembled, "You...you are Shen Siyuan?"

Three years ago, she broke up with him out of helplessness and pain. Her first boyfriend, Shen Siyan?

Shen Siyan was wearing a black Italian handmade suit, his stern facial features were slightly chilly, and the light refracted in those gloomy eyes almost pierced her pupils.

The next meter, she felt a pain in her shoulder, and she was picked up abruptly by the man.

"Otherwise, who do you think would be willing to pay 30 yuan for a nude model?" The man stared at her with slightly narrowed eyes, his brows and eyes were terrifyingly indifferent.

The cold tone made the last trace of blood on Wen Xia's face gradually fade away.

Shen Siyuan, Shen Siyan... Why didn't she expect the inextricable connection between these two names?
If she knew that the client was him, she would never come.

"What, regret it?" The man's fingers pinched her jaw fiercely, forcing her to look up to meet his sharp gaze, with a cold mockery on her lips.

"Tell you, it's late! Wen Xia, you owe me, you probably haven't forgotten it?"

The sharp eyes like a falcon were filled with a chilling frost.

Three years ago, he was admitted to the Bincheng Art College, and at a college dance, he met Wen Xia, a full-time model hired by the school.

At that time, he was not interested in the family business, but only liked painting, so he never mentioned his real identity to Wen Xia, but lied that he was born in an ordinary worker's family.

Instead of underestimating her, Wen Xia encouraged him to study painting hard, and one day he would become the "Van Gogh" in China.

He thought he had met true love, and even planned to propose to her and reveal everything about himself, but he didn't expect that on that day, she dumped him!

He ran to Wen's house to look for her, and stood in the heavy rain for half the night, drenched all over, in exchange for a little sympathy from her.

"Stop joking, how could I like you?"

He will always remember her disgusted expression when she said these words, "I'm the daughter of the boss of the construction company, what about you? What do you give me for what I want? Do you have money?"

At this moment, all the dusty memories emerged very clearly, and his aura gradually became colder.

"Wen Xia, didn't you think you were superior before? Now you have been reduced to being a nude model for others! I want to see how proud you are!"

When Wen Xia met the man's gloomy eyes, she felt sad and embarrassed, and spoke with difficulty in her hoarse voice.

"Mr. Shen, I'm not feeling well. This cooperation..."

"Want to run away?" Shen Siyan smiled bitterly, "Is this your professional ethics? Well, you can leave, I want to complain."

"No!" She said with a pale face and lost her voice.

She finally entrusted the studio to find this job. It doesn't matter if she leaves, but once she is complained, the company will definitely kick her out, and everything will be over!

Shen Siyan let out a cold breath, loosened her jaw heavily, brushed off the folds of the suit, and walked slowly towards the drawing board in front of the window.

After tidying up the drawing paper, he stared at her with gloomy eyes.

"Take off!"

How much he loved this woman before, how much he hates now!
Wen Xia's face was as pale as a sheet of white paper, and her heart ached so badly that she could hardly breathe.

She knew that Shen Siyan deliberately used this method to humiliate her in order to dispel the lingering anger caused by her betrayal three years ago.

Knowing that this is the case, but... even for my younger brother.

She bit her pale lips tightly, let go of her tightly kneaded fingers, and humiliated and unwillingly unbuttoned her clothes.

Her movements were stiff, and what seemed to be scattered under her feet was not clothes, but the few traces of her dignity left.

One piece, two pieces...until naked.

The breeze lifted the thin curtains, and the warm afternoon sun shrouded her beautiful body, her fair skin glowed with a warm and charming tone.

Shen Siyan looked at her body indifferently, as well as that humiliated face, and his thin lips felt a little cool.

"very good."

The studio was very quiet, only the sound of the paintbrush on the paper. The man sometimes lowered his head to paint, and sometimes raised his eyes to look at her briefly, as if drawing her distressed appearance could generate the pleasure of revenge.

The indifferent and mocking eyes made Wen Xia extremely embarrassed.

After an almost torturous wait, he finally finished the painting.

Enduring the soreness in her heart, Wen Xia silently put on her clothes and forced herself to smile.

"Mr. Shen, according to the contract, the money will arrive within a week this time, but...can you pay me now? I need it urgently."

Hearing this, the man's gaze darkened in a "brush".

Money... money again!

Back then, he hated his lack of money and background, so he kicked him away. Now it's still for money, and he can even take off his clothes to be a nude model for others!

Could it be that she always only has money, power and status in her eyes? !
With anger burning in his dark eyes, he took the check with a dark face, filled in the amount, and slammed it on her face.

"Isn't it just money, Wen Xia, I'll give it to you!"

The words in a tone of deep disgust seemed to hit her heart directly, she bit her lip, quickly lowered her head to pick up the check, and squeezed it tightly.

"Thank you Mr. Shen."

Seeing her like this, Shen Siyan laughed angrily.

"Wen Xia, you are really cheap."

After finishing speaking, he turned coldly and left the studio, feeling disgusted even by looking at her more.

It wasn't until the door slammed shut that Wen Xia slowly raised her pale face.