A trace of surprise appeared in Kane's eyes…

He initially thought she was an interesting woman who liked money, but she unexpectedly saw through it, not at all ambiguous.


'I saw the wound on your forehead, it looks very unsightly, and I am a person who likes challenges." Kane did not hide it at all, 'Let me treat the wound on your forehead, okay?"

He said, his slender fingers reaching out to touch Ashley's forehead, Ashley frowned, avoiding.

"It's late, please go home, young master Kane."


Kane didn't want to stay any longer, he didn't say anything, stood up and walked out the door, Ashley was very careful, although she said she would send Kane to the door, she still stood close to that dangerous man, about a meter away.

"Young master Kane, goodbye..." She hadn't finished her sentence yet, she was pulled back tightly by the man in front, she realized something was wrong, so she raised her hand to cover her forehead... But it was still too late, a warm feeling was imprinted on her forehead, and immediately, she backed away.


Ashley was angry, this time she was very careful to stay away from the range he could reach.

"The wound is not treated, it will get infected."

He said it for the third time.

Ashley's eyes flashed with anger, why did this person keep going against her will?

"You can also tell me not to come tomorrow, I promise, if you tell me this, I will listen to you."

Ashley's hands fell to her thighs, then she clenched her fists.

She was short of money, she was extremely short of money.

He could only help but not say anything, his expression also changed.

Kane slightly curled his lips… He knew her weakness, her weakness was money, and the thing he had the most was money.

'If you don't say it, then I will assume that you are very welcoming of me to dinner." Kane laughed: 'Then, I also dare not guarantee, at that time, I can restrain the urge to kiss the wound on your forehead or not."

Ashley lowered her head, her expression was ugly… If possible, she wanted to chase this person away immediately, never to see this person again.

But now, her source of money was the person in front of her.

'Isn't that right, Young Master Kane likes to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds?"

'You are wrong, I am helping you heal your wounds. If during this process, you feel unfamiliar, it is only temporary, wait until the end of the treatment, your wound will heal, and everything will be fine."

Shameless.

The action of casually sprinkling salt on someone else's wound, but saying it so openly.

Shameless.

But she, at this moment, had no other choice, who told her... to owe Milan 17 billion.

Under Kane's observation, Ashley struggled, Ashley's dissatisfaction, all written very clearly on her face, suddenly, Ashley raised her head, "Young Master Kane, I need 17 billion."

On Kane's face that was even more beautiful than a woman, the wind and clouds were gentle, nothing could be seen.

Just looking at Ashley, he felt in his heart... perhaps this hunt must end.

Ashley could love money, she loved money, then he could grasp her weakness, could continuously approach her, and could hunt the beast bit by bit.

In this hunting game, money was the bait, she was the beast.

The fun of hunting lies in the process of wild animals struggling when being hunted.

But, when this woman opened her mouth to ask him for money… Kane felt that this hunting game could end, because… it was too trivial.

'It's getting late, I'll go first." Kane patted his clothes and left indifferently.

Ashley bit her lip, saying, 'I'll see you off."

'No need." His voice was cold, he was afraid that in this situation, anyone would feel uncomfortable.

He acted too clearly.

'No, I still have to see you off."

Ashley closed the door, this time preparing to send the man downstairs, he had come here many times, and she only sent him to the dormitory door, but today, she sent him downstairs.

"Ashley." Kane suddenly smiled, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "17 billion, I have it. But I don't want to give it to you... Because, just now, your bowl of scallion noodles is no longer worth 350 million."

17 billion, for Kane, is nothing, to take the simplest example, one of his racing cars is not only worth that much.

Suddenly, he felt his stomach rumble, and the bowl of scallion noodles just now immediately changed.

Ashley was silent, but suddenly, she laughed: "Young Master Kane, I never said, my bowl of noodles is worth 350 million. You agreed to give it, because you think it is worth it, and I am short of money, very short of money, so I have to accept it.

Why do I know clearly that this is not a fair exchange, but still accept it?

You must have forgotten, I am a prostitute who can do anything for money.

I am short of money, short of 17 billion, how important is this 17 billion?

So important that if I can't earn this money within the specified time, I will lose something extremely important."

"That has nothing to do with me." Kane's face was expressionless, the chase... was over.

He raised his hand again and looked at the watch on his wrist: "I have wasted too much time, Ashley, I have troubled you for so long, I don't need to see you again in the future."

'I thought so too, so I took you downstairs." She thought for a moment, 'Young Master Kane, thank you, and you said something wrong." She said indifferently: 'We are just strangers, so there will be no future."

In the future, that is for important people.

Ashley finished speaking, a cold wind blew, she tightened her clothes again, turned around, and slowly walked upstairs.

Kane suddenly pulled her back: "What do you mean? What, you think the same, so you chased me downstairs?"

Kane thought more and more, what did she mean? ... It seemed that the person who just asked him for 17 billion was not like her.