"You are a demon!"
Su Mei lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.
"Many people praise me like that."
Han Mu looked at the mirror and tied a knot on his red tie.
He looked at the white suit and nodded in satisfaction.
Clothes made a man, and he looked like a big shot in this outfit.
"Wearing tattered clothes and thinking about fists first when encountering an enemy is a short mule.”
"As a big shot, you don't have to change your expression when Mount Tai topples. This is called shrewdness.”
"Those who play tricks have dirty hearts. Fortunately, I'm not a good person.”
Han Mu glanced at the woman lying on the bed.
"Have a good rest and continue your lessons at night.”
Su Mei's body stiffened slightly, and her entire body began to tremble.
It was as if he was recalling something terrifying.
She bit her lips and glared at Han Mu.
"Do you want to kill me?"
"Get lost!"
Han Mu raised his eyebrows and slowly pulled out the seven wolves from his waist.
"Looks like you still have a lot to learn.”
"For example, how to speak to please the master.”
Pa!
A whip lashed out and landed directly on his face.
Su Mei gasped.
He straightened his body, lifted his toes, and shivered.
In the medical world, this condition was also known as painful spasms.
When the pain reached the limit of the human body, the body would tremble uncontrollably. In serious cases, one would even lose control of their bowels.
Han Mu's control of his strength was perfect. This whip could make people wish they were dead, but it would not cause serious damage to the body.
S cried.
M's legs went numb.
In ancient times, when a Master of Punishment saw someone, they would call him an expert.
"Who gave you the courage to get angry at me?”
"Just because you're on this bed doesn't mean that your identity has changed.”
"It doesn't mean that you have the right to order me around.”
"It's already the end of the world, and you still think of yourself as a rich lady. Are you used to having everything go smoothly in China? If you can't lower your head, I'll help you lower it.”
Pa, pa, pa!
Han Mu stepped on the woman's face and pressed it gently.
The seven wolves in his hands left afterimages.
He threw this woman's last bit of dignity and bottom line on the ground and trampled on it ruthlessly.
He wanted this woman to understand one thing.
This was not her backyard.
At first, Su Mei was still holding on, but the belt was like a steel needle that knocked into her bone marrow.
It was even more terrifying than the torture in ancient times.
"You don't like a good person, but you like a Korean. F * ck.”
Seeing the woman crying and begging for mercy, Han Mu slowly exhaled.
The anger in her heart eased a little, but she was still a little unhappy.
You didn't listen to my good words and just stepped on my nose.
She had to make me angry and get beaten up before she would listen.
If this wasn't acting cheap, then what was?
If it weren't for her special situation, Han Mu would have taken off her clothes and hung her up to whip her today.
"My temper has been a little too big recently."
After venting his anger, Han Mu began to ponder.
He also felt the change in his personality, but he could not stop it.
He didn't want to stop her at all.
Because this was the nature that he had been suppressing.
A person's personality would change with the rise of their status.
It was like someone who had suddenly become rich and would spend wantonly, afraid that others would not know that he was rich.
The quality of a person's character was directly linked to their power.
The more powerful a person was, the less afraid they were of trouble.
On the contrary, those ordinary people did not dare to retaliate even if they were provoked.
It was possible that with one punch, a few months 'worth of income would be spent, making the already poor family even worse.
The older they got, the more they cared about and thought about.
When he was young, he was penniless and reckless.
This was the reason why when one was old and had a successful career, they did not dare to work hard.
Now that he held the power of life and death of hundreds of thousands of people, he had naturally developed a self-centered personality like a feudal lord.
To him, women were just some pets raised in his harem.
She could even give him a candy.
However, if they dared to bite their master, they could only kill them.
For example, have you ever seen a concubine who dared to ask the emperor to scram?
I think you don't want to live anymore.
"This kind of thing won't happen again."
After putting on his belt, Han Mu pushed the door open and walked out.
In the room, Su Mei stared at the ceiling in a daze. Even the slightest movement of her body would cause a heart-wrenching pain.
It was as if his entire body had been bitten by ants. It was extremely itchy when he did not move, but when he moved, the pain was bone-piercing.
After a long time, when the pain in his body subsided, it was replaced by a special feeling.
Su Mei's eyes flashed with a strange light.
She realized that her body seemed to be enjoying this level of pain.
In his mind, the figure holding the seven wolves grew bigger and bigger.
It was as if some special instinct was awakening.
Outside the door, Kim Jong-Hyun had a flattering smile on his face.
He did not even dare to look into the room.
He knew that from now on, this woman, who was his fiancée in name, had nothing to do with him except in name.
He had no choice but to take the hat from the sky.
This was the price of power.
If he could not see this clearly, he would not be far from death.
Fortunately, Kim Jong-hyun did not care.
Compared to a mere woman, power was the most important thing.
In this world, power was the greatest poison.
Beauty and money were just vassals.
The reason why the corporations of Korea could be so lawless was because they held more power than the Prime Minister.
"Go find Park Zhengyi and familiarize yourself with the process. You'll be in charge of the hotel's security from tomorrow onwards. I admire you very much, so don't disappoint me.”
Han Mu patted Jin Zhengxuan's shoulder.
The occasional encouragement could boost the loyalty and ambition of his subordinates.
He wasn't afraid of his subordinates being ambitious.
The power he possessed was enough to suppress any unrest.
Ambition was the ladder to progress.
If his subordinates had no ambition, it would be useless even if he, as their master, whipped them.
He sent away the excited Jin Zhengxuan.
A series of crisp footsteps came from behind Han Mu.
The sound of high heels hitting the ground could only be from a woman.
At the stairway, a tall and beautiful young woman wearing a slim cheongsam with a slit and a low collar and black stockings was standing there. Her gentle eyes were filled with passion.
"Park Zhengyi sent you here."
Han Mu glanced at the woman.
Lee Hye Eun, Park Zhengyi's wife in various ways.
The reason why she was here was obvious.
He promoted Kim Jong-Hyun to the top position. Although he didn't hint at it, it made Park Zhengyi feel threatened.
This woman was sent here to give him pillow talk.
This guy was getting better and better.
And he fell for it.
Am I familiar with Cao Gong in the north of the city?
"Does Milord have free time tonight?"
Li Huien covered her mouth and giggled without answering.
A glance and a smile, filled with endless charm.
This demon!
"Yes!"
Han Mu thought of Su Mei.
He chased away one duck, and he chased away two ducks.
Together with the landlady, they might as well look at the moon at night.
At the same time, they could exchange their experiences in riding.
However, he still had business to attend to.
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