The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 93 Do you think this is a recycling station?

Wen Qing didn't expect him to say such a thing. She was stunned for a while and replied cautiously, "I don't want to use this relationship to seek anything, and you don't owe me anything."

She paused, then continued, "If you want to experience the pleasure of being depended on and begged by others, I can cooperate, but the effect... may not be satisfactory. After all, I have grown up and don't really know how to depend on others..."

"Are you going to put on a show with me?" Song Jingshen snorted coldly, "Whether you beg me or not, you are mine. Since you are stupid enough to be slept with by me for free, what do I have any objection to? As long as you don't regret it."

"There's nothing to regret." Wen Qing said softly, "I only believe in things that I have fought for with my own ability. I don't believe in good things that fall from the sky, so how could I regret it?"

"I know you can give me resources and money so that I can take shortcuts. But I've also heard that the good things that suddenly appear in one's life have already been secretly marked with a price. Even if things go smoothly and go high now, there is no guarantee that they won't fall back in the future. I'm not a materialistic person. I just want to live a stable life. It doesn't matter if I suffer a little loss. As long as I keep moving forward steadily, I will always find a way forward."

Seeing his unhappy expression, Wen Qing paused and said slowly: "If you think I'm poor and pretentious, then just pretend that I didn't say anything and don't be angry. You and I are from two different worlds. If it weren't for my aunt, I'm afraid we would never even meet in our lives. You asked me to figure out how to please you, to be honest, I'm also confused and don't know how to do it. So, if you have any requests, it's better to be more specific so that I know what to do."

Song Jingshen sneered and said, "Whatever I tell you to do, you can do it?"

"As long as it's not too excessive, I'll try my best to cooperate." Wen Qing said.

"What if it's too much?" He pressed on, staring at her sternly.

"I will be sad, I will resist, I will find a way to leave you, but I won't wait to die in silence." She looked straight into his eyes, her expression indifferent, as if she was talking about someone else.

Song Jingshen was so angry that his chest heaved, and after a long while he sneered, “You are so calm.”

"When I'm with you, I have nothing to hide. There's no point in hiding anything, especially in front of you." Wen Qing lowered her head, gently pulled Song Jingshen's hand, and whispered, "In this relationship, I won't ask for your kindness, I just ask you not to hinder me from making money, okay? That's the only thing I have to make a living."

"What kind of money can you make? Tutoring?" Song Jingshen sneered, "What can you do with that little tutoring money? If something happens, you can't even pay for the medical expenses. And you still talk about making a living, do you want to be a tutor for the rest of your life?"

Wen Qing pursed her lips, her cheeks flushed, and she gritted her teeth and said, "It's impossible to do any job for a lifetime. When I graduate, I will find a normal job. Now I can work part-time as a tutor and save some money. There's nothing wrong with that."

"As long as you don't get on their bed, I don't care." Song Jingshen said unhappily.

Wen Qing blushed and looked at him in disbelief: "How is it possible...what are you thinking!"

"It's not okay to let them fantasize about you." As soon as he said "no matter what", Song Jingshen regretted it and simply acted like a rogue, "You can only take on female tutoring. I'll make up for the money you don't make."

"You are so... unreasonable." Wen Qing didn't care about his ugly face and turned away angrily.

She walked quickly to the door, pushed it open, and walked out without looking back.

"Hey! You don't want your phone anymore?" Song Jingshen hurriedly caught up with her, stepped in front of her with his long legs, "You don't want your coat or bag anymore? There are still documents in the bag."

"No more!" Wen Qing's tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her hand to wipe them away and kept rushing out.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" Song Jingshen pulled her back and saw her choking with tears, his heart ached.

"I just told you not to teach men, and you're just leaving without a care in the world? Is that really necessary?"

"They are still middle school students!" Wen Qing punched him in the chest, her voice hoarse from crying, "You said such harsh words, and you even said that I did it on the bed..."

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything." Song Jingshen patted her on the back and comforted her, "If you want to teach boys in the future, let me know so that I can rescue you if something happens."

"What could possibly happen? I've done so many things before..."

"You don't know how attractive you are to men." Song Jingshen interrupted her in a gentle voice, "You're lucky that nothing happened before. Don't look down on high school students. When I was in high school, I was already..."

When Song Jingshen mentioned the "glorious deeds" of the past, he immediately stopped talking, glanced at Wen Qing and said, "Anyway, you have to be on guard against them."

"You think everyone is like you, relying on your wealth and power to do whatever you want." Thinking of what he did to her, Wen Qing felt wronged again, "Children from ordinary families are much more disciplined than you."

"...Fine! I have money and power, I use my power to bully others, okay?"

Song Jingshen gritted his teeth and said as if he had accepted his fate, "I really deserve to run out to stop you. I should have let you go on your own! Look at your poor appearance. If you run on the street, you will be bullied to death. Aren't there any bad people among the common people? If they really become bad, I have nothing to do with them!"

"Then let me go." Wen Qing seized on his words and said seriously, "I don't want the things anymore, just throw them away."

"Do you think this is a recycling station and I'm responsible for throwing away your garbage?" Song Jingshen was so angry that he trembled. He let go of her suddenly, raised his chin towards the door and said, "If you want to throw it away, throw it away yourself."

After hearing this, Wen Qing turned around, walked around him and walked into the house.

Her coat and bag were placed on the leather armchair next to the small round table. She walked over to pick up her things and looked back to see Song Jingshen blocking the door tightly, but the door closed behind him.

He walked towards her step by step, with unfriendly eyes and aggressive attitude.

"What are you going to do?" Wen Qing hid behind a chair, her voice trembling.

"Fuck you."

He walked around the chair, bent down suddenly, and lifted her up!

Wen Qing screamed, and before she could react, she fell headfirst onto his shoulder, and the coat and bag in her hands fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"Put me down, you rascal! You scoundrel!"

She beat his back hard, her legs and feet thrashing around, wishing she could kick two holes in his stomach.

Song Jingshen grabbed her slender calf and lifted it up suddenly.

Wen Qing screamed, hugged his waist tightly, and almost fell down.

"Are you still making trouble?" Song Jingshen rubbed her butt and said angrily, "Today I will let you learn what a hooligan and a scoundrel are!"

"No, no... I won't make trouble anymore, please let me go." Wen Qing begged while crying.

The man was furious, and his tears were no longer effective. He stretched out his hand and swiped a few times at the corner of the bookcase, and with a "tick", the invisible door opened.

As if realizing something, Wen Qing struggled even harder.

"Let's go back to Guangyu, not here."

"What's wrong here?" Song Jingshen snorted and laughed, "I haven't slept for a few times, and you've picked a place."

He carried her all the way through the entrance hall and the dining room, and headed straight for an even darker place.

Wen Qing looked up and saw the invisible door slowly closing. Her coat and bag were scattered on the floor outside and were covered in an instant.

She closed her eyes weakly, regretting having provoked him just now.