The devil's deal, the president's substitute lover

049 Don't be afraid. All she has is his capriciousness and twisted bt, and she has to endure it.

Rouge rolled down the car window to let the bright night wind in Paris dry her tears, remembering what he said when signing the contract: "You are only responsible for pleasing my body and calculating my money."

He did it, and he did it very principled.As for himself, he was weak for a moment.

Rouge pursed her lips.It is said that people with thin lips are rational, but she often complains that her lips are too thick.

If the heart can be hardened from the beginning, it will not suffer from today's riddled with pain.

Passing by the dazzling lights of the Arc de Triomphe, Rouge suddenly thought that the old building in the Place Saint-Michel was about to arrive, and she could not go back to live there tonight.

"parking."

Yin Fei acted as if he hadn't heard it.

"Stop, don't you understand when I say stop!" Yin Fei's ignorance enraged Yan Zhi even more, she reached out to grab Yin Fei's steering wheel.

Just ahead there was a beggar on a street corner setting out beer and bread for eating.

Yin Fei and Rouge's steering wheel was unsteady during the snatching, brushed against the beggar's food stall and nearly rolled down the Seine River.

He slammed the steering wheel and the car finally stopped by the bridge.

Cold sweat broke out on Yin Fei's forehead.

"Get down!" Yin Fei opened the car door with a 'bang' and shouted, before Yan Zhi was still in shock, she pushed her down.

Rouge swayed on the ground for a couple of times before standing still. At this time, the gray Mercedes-Benz had already driven past her like an arrow and disappeared into the beautiful river of cars in Paris in a blink of an eye.

bt!

Rouge resentfully rubbed her ankle, which was not completely healed from the fall from the hillside by the sea.Start looking for a place to stay for the night.

Can't go to the bar.No matter how she is in this foreign place, she will not get drunk in a decadent manner.

Department stores, there are no department stores open at night in Paris.

Dining room?

Rouge walked slowly along the bustling neon-lit road from the Seine River to the Arc de Triomphe.Autumn in Paris is as cold as early winter.She was wearing a thin knitted dress and boots, and she was shivering from the cold.

She thought she couldn't find a suitable place to live, so she simply bought a plane ticket to return home.Regardless of Yin Feigao's displeasure.Whether he has a contract or not.

But what about after returning home?With Yin Fei's ruthlessness, he would beat her back to her original state, and even make her miserable.

She will fall back into the situation where she has no money to investigate the case and no way to get revenge.

No, Xiaolei can't die for her in vain.Mom can't just disappear in a daze.

Rouge bit her lips tightly. It turned out that she could only force herself to endure him.

Just once, just this once!

Suddenly, a force of gravity grabbed Rouge's neck tightly, unable to move at all.Fear is more frightening to Rouge than the difficulty of breathing from the tight neck.

It's not good to meet bad people.This was Rouge's first reaction. She squinted and saw that the person surrounding her was a black man who was a head taller than her.

Rouge's mind was spinning sharply. She had heard that the law and order in Paris was poor, as expected.Damn Yin Fei will leave me alone in Paris.

Most of the blacks robbed their money, Rouge quickly lifted up her purse and said in the French she learned temporarily: "Money—"

The people behind quickly snapped off the chain of the bag that Yan Zhi was wearing on his arm.He didn't let her turn around.Picking up the bag, the thick black hands fumbled up and down for any valuables on Yan Zhi's body.

"Money—here." Rouge pointed to the bag and told the black man that all the money was here.Extremely anxious to pray to the gods of all walks of life to rob the wealth, don't rob the color.