Red Tears Hanging from the Branches (2)

The little girl was frantic. Unable to persuade Chu Xuan no matter what she said, she could only turn her pleading gaze toward the man in black, tears welling in her eyes as she said pitifully, "Good brother, please. We'll be good. Don't hit the pretty sister anymore, okay?"

Her almond-shaped eyes brimmed with tears, like two pools of clear springwater. As she looked up at the man, she seemed especially pitiable, like a startled fawn—innocent and helpless.

At the sight, a twisted sense of satisfaction rose within the man in black. A smug smile appeared on his face as he drawled, "That can be arranged. Sigh, I don't have the heart to rough up a beauty like this either, but I'm paid to do a job. I have to give the people above me an explanation, don't I?

"This little lass is stubborn as an ox. Unless she suffers a little, she'll never bow her head. What do you think—what should I do?"

As he spoke, his gaze grew increasingly lecherous, staring fixedly at the little girl's half-exposed breasts, his eyes filled with revolting desire.

"I know big brother has his difficulties. How about this? As long as big brother lets sister go, Yao Yao is willing to do anything." The little girl lowered her head. A trace of shyness surfaced on her face, and though her voice carried a hint of hesitation, it was also filled with resolve.

"Don't be foolish! These people aren't trustworthy at all!" Chu Xuan panicked at once. The pride in her bones would never allow her to accept someone else compromising for her sake.

What was more, this man in black was clearly nothing more than an insignificant lackey. Not to mention that he had no authority to decide anything, even if he