Ashley's face immediately turned pale, suddenly she raised her head, and she saw the mockery in the eyes of the man in front of her.

Panting, she pretended to have a tough expression: "I'm originally a prostitute, a prostitute after work, if she doesn't go find a lover, what will she do? Mr. Milan, please let go."


Milan was extremely angry, he held Ashley's arm tightly and did not let go. 

Ashley coldly looked at the hand holding her arm, and indifferently asked: "Or do you also want to be a guest?" 

Milan smiled: "Okay, don't go back today, I will be your guest today." 


An arm immediately stretched out in front of him. 

"What?" He frowned. 


Looking down at the woman who was only as tall as his waist, he said seriously.

"Money." Ashley said indifferently: "Even if you are the boss, you still have to pay to play with girls, there is no such thing as playing for free." 

Milan's eyes were filled with surprise. 

Then he looked at the hand that was reaching towards him, in his heart he did not know what feeling, a feeling of awkward pain, overflowing... If he said it, at this moment when he met her, anger filled his heart, he did not know where it came from and did not know how to vent it. 

 Then at this moment, the woman in front of him, aroused the anger that had accumulated in his heart, and his gaze towards her changed slightly: "I don't know since when you have such clever tricks, what's the matter? Your Lorne doesn't need you, and you cling to Elliot?"

Thunder rang in her ears.

Ashley looked at the man in front of her blankly... How did he know Elliot?

Milan saw her confused expression, there was a little joy for revenge, but more than that, there was a sadness in his heart.

He suddenly... grabbed her without any tricks.

Milan has always believed that the most powerful attack is not words, but absolute strength. When facing all kinds of opponents, he always ignores politeness and uses the most decisive method.

But when facing this woman Ashley, he suddenly... has a feeling of helplessness.

 He glanced at the woman in front of him again, and the smile she gave Elliot last night appeared in his mind. 

Suddenly, the man's expression changed, he reached out and grabbed her chin: "Smile." 

He was silent as gold, but rudely ordered: "Didn't you hear?" He told her. Between Ashley's eyebrows, there were two mountain peaks, the hand under her chin, using too much force to hold, she didn't understand what this man wanted to do, didn't understand him before, and now didn't understand even more. 

"Ashley, smile." 

Milan's voice was as cold as ice, but the more he was like that, the less Ashley wanted to smile. 

With a conflicted mentality, Ashley raised her eyes, indifferently looking at Milan... Why smile? Why did she have to listen to him? Why had half of her life been ruined, and she still had to smile at the leader? 

 Her gaze at Milan at this moment, made his heart feel like it was being stabbed by a needle, this gaze, was extremely dazzling.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his heart, Milan's gaze became cold, looking deeply at her: "Not laughing? Selling jokes and not laughing? Ashley, can't you even do this? Or, do you want this?"

As he spoke, his left hand took out a few red bills from his trouser pocket: "You want this, so you're laughing, right?"

Ashley's pupils slowly moved, focusing on the bright red bills in Milan's hand, no one could see her thoughts at this moment, she slowly raised her head, without blinking, facing Milan's deep black eyes, and the two pairs of eyes met.

The corner of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a clever smile, she asked: "Are you satisfied?"

Forcing her to do things she didn't like, was he that happy?

Milan also stared at the smile of the woman in front of him, he wanted to find the shadow of yesterday from that clever smile… No Not that kind of smile.

Completely different.

Elliot's words echoed in his ears again: I can make her laugh, can you?

Can I?… Milan kept asking himself over and over again, can I?

The answer was very vivid, but… unacceptable.

"Go away." He shook his hand away, immediately becoming angry: "Go away. Don't let me see you again." As if trying to convince himself, his eyes were red, he lowered his head to look at her fiercely, then added another sentence: "I'm afraid of dirtying my eyes."

Ashley didn't say a word, immediately left, in her heart, covered by familiar pain, she chose to ignore this pain.

 Behind, the man looked at the exit that had long since disappeared, angrily pulling his hair back, a wave of unease rising in his chest... Why didn't she smile? Why did Ashley, who had only had him in her eyes before, now smile in front of a handsome man? 

Why did thinking about this damn woman... stir up sadness and impatience in his heart? 

Biting his fist and punching the wall next to him, a stutter, and drops of blood followed the five punches, dripping down. 

—

On the weekend, Elliot went to Ashley's dormitory lobby to pick her up for dinner, the weekend was Ashley's day off, and the beef noodle shop at the night market became a place where Ashley and Elliot often went. 

Uncle Kai was also used to Elliot bringing his girlfriend to his shop to eat beef noodles. 

Today after eating, Elliot took Ashley to the movies. 

However, a smile appeared on Ashley's lips. 

 It must be said that Elliot is a cheerful person, if he wants to treat someone well, that person will be very happy. Thinking like this, the smile on Ashley's face suddenly disappeared. 

She looked at the man beside her with a complicated expression, in her heart she decided that after watching the movie today, she had to make it clear to Elliot... She, the bitch, did not love him. 

She also had to make it clear to him, let's stop here. 

She admitted that she was very infatuated every time Elliot looked at her, his eyes only treated her like normal girls, not disdainful and mocking, not mocking and scornful.