For one million, Qiu Mai had a flash marriage with the most noble man in Haicheng.
Mr. President, didn't you agree that I would pay the debt with my body? Of course I have to serve you!
Qiu Mai wants to use foul language, isn't he the abstinent man he promised to be? Who lied to her?
Qiu Mai begged for mercy: "Uncle, I'll pay you back! Please let me go free."
A CEO: "I'm not short of money."
Qiu Mai's heart collapsed: "Then what do you lack?"
A certain CEO curled his thin lips: "I miss you."
Qiu Mai always thought that she could leave after paying back the money. Who would have thought that she would fall into a trap dug by a big-tailed wolf. The pit was too deep and her legs were too weak for her to climb out.
As time goes by, you will owe more and more money, so sell yourself! Death contract!
