Chapter 737 - Shes a Different Type of Slave
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
Hopefully, Xiao Xiao thought the same.
Lu Fenying lifted Mo Qianâerâs chin so that her eyes met his. He asked coldly, âWhen you begged him to help you, you didnât think that he was unrelated. When you were in his arms, you didnât think that he was unrelated.â
Mo Qianâer shook her head. âItâs not like that. There really is nothing between us. Youâre mistaken. How can anyone like a woman like me?â
Lu Fenyingâs eyes suddenly turned cold. âIs my woman embarrassing?â
âYour Highness, Iâm just a slave; I donât have a status. Iâm not your woman. No matter how many times I serve you, Iâm just a slave. How am I any better than those brothel girls? Do you think anyone will like me? Even I despise myself!â
Mo Qianâer yelled.
How could he dare say that she wasnât an embarrassment?
She had no right to accept Mr. Xiaoâs love at all. She only found his feelings toward her unbearable.
Lu Fenying was stunned. âWhat did you say? You dare compare yourself with a prostitute?â
This was the first time he had heard this theory.
âIsnât that so? Isnât a woman without any status who sleeps with a man a prostitute?â Mo Qianâer asked.
Lu Fenying said coldly, âHow can the men they accompany compare with me? Do you think Iâm like one of those brothel customers?â
âNo, how can you be a customer? Youâre the master, and Iâm the slave. Iâm just a random dog that you can step on. So, nobody will like me, and I donât dare do anything with anyone else that would wrong you. Donât get the innocent involved anymore.â
Mo Qianâer spoke gloomily.
She knew that she shouldnât try and reason with Lu Fenying. He was the high and mighty master of the world, and she was just mud on the ground.
He wouldnât think that he had done anything wrong.
In his heart, she wasnât even human.
Lu Fenying was so angry that he wanted to explode, but he didnât know why.
Mo Qianâer was right. She was a slave who couldnât defy him no matter what he did. Indeed, nobody would like such a thing.
However, she was a different type of slave. She was beautiful, gentle, and kind. Most importantly, she could satisfy his desires and make him want to be a man.
Even he couldnât resist someone like her, let alone other men.
So, he would never believe that Xiao Xiao had no feelings for her.
âFine, I wonât kill him, but I must cut off his hands which touched yours.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
That way, she would know that no man could ever touch her again.
Mo Qianâer said helplessly, âIf you have to do that, then I have nothing to say. I can only feel guilty toward him.â
Mo Qianâer closed her eyes calmly.
Once Lu Fenying had made up his mind, nobody could move him.
She didnât think she could change his mind.
Lu Fenying frowned. If Mo Qianâer felt guilty toward Xiao Xiao, would she remember him forever?
No... she couldnât!
Lu Fenying leaned over and bit Mo Qianâerâs nose. âWake up.â
Mo Qianâer opened her eyes and looked at him. âIs there anything else, Your Highness?â
âYou dare sleep when I havenât said that you can? Who was the one who said that she was a slave just now?â
Was there any slave as presumptuous as she was?
If she really was a slave, this mess wouldnât have happened.