My Toxic Ex-Wife: BOSS, Stay Away！-Chapter 38: Slap in the Face

Before long, the entire second floor was shaking from the sound of the guitar.

After finishing cleaning other areas, Lin Yixun had no choice but to come to the music room where Ouyang Hao was. She opened the music room door and saw the floor littered with paper balls, while Ouyang Hao was sitting on a high stool, tuning his guitar with a focused expression.

Gone was his cynical smile, replaced by a different persona that was undeniably charming.

However, Lin Yixun’s current situation didn’t allow her to indulge in such romantic thoughts. She slowly averted her gaze, instinctively moved gently, squatted down, and picked up the paper balls one by one, then wiped the floor clean bit by bit with a cloth.

Her movements were very faint, only hoping to finish cleaning here as soon as possible and stay away from Ouyang Hao, after all, he didn’t seem to like her much.

But because she was too focused, she accidentally touched a guitar behind her as she got up. Before she could react, there was a loud "snap," and the guitar hit the floor heavily.

Lin Yixun hurriedly turned around and her heart sank the moment she saw the long crack on the guitar.

"Your skills are lacking, but your aim is pretty good, always managing to break my favorite things. It seems you hold quite a grudge against me." At some point, Ouyang Hao had come up behind her, looking at her with a half-smile in his charming eyes.

"I’m sorry, Mr. Ouyang, I didn’t do it on purpose, I..."

"I don’t have the time to listen to your explanations. Just tell me, what are you going to do about it?"

"Mr. Ouyang, how much is this guitar? I’ll compensate you."

"Compensate? Fine." Ouyang Hao curled his lips into a mischievous smile, "When I bought this guitar, its market price was 2 million. I played it once at a concert in Berlin, and a few times at home, so accounting for depreciation, it’s still worth about 1.8 million."

Lin Yixun’s face turned pale, 1.8 million?

"Mr. Ouyang... I don’t have that much money on hand right now. Can you deduct it from my salary?"

Ouyang Hao sneered, "With your meager salary, it would take ten to twenty years, wouldn’t it?" He suddenly took a step forward, stretched his long arm out, trapping Lin Yixun between himself and the wall, leaned in close, and said with a smile, "How about you repay me with yourself?"

Lin Yixun’s eyes widened in shock, thinking she had misheard. She stiffly tugged at the corners of her mouth, forcing herself to remain calm, "Mr. Ouyang, a big star like you must have all kinds of women."

Ouyang Hao sneered, Let’s see how long you can keep up this pretense. Watch as I tear off your hypocritical mask.

The man’s long fingers gently stroked Lin Yixun’s cheek, their noses almost touching, as he tempted her, "If you stay with me, you wouldn’t have to work this hard. You could even live a life above others; it’s actually a good deal for you."

"Mr. Ouyang, the kind of life you’re talking about is not what I want."

"Really?" Ouyang Hao thought the woman in front of him was quite good at pretending, laughed lightly, and said, "Then explain to me why you were at the Rice Hotel last night."

As expected, Ouyang Hao saw Lin Yixun’s previously numb expression change dramatically. He stared at her pale face and quivering lips due to humiliation and anger, and mocked, "What, can’t keep up the act? If you’re already selling yourself, what difference does it make if it’s once or twice? You can sell yourself to others, why not to me? My terms are definitely better than those of your other sponsors..."

"Slap!"

Before Ouyang Hao could finish his sentence, it was interrupted by a loud slap. Like being hit by an immobilization spell, he was frozen in place. It took him a long time to realize that he had actually been slapped by a woman.

Ouyang Hao had always been the king in the compound since he was a child, and spoiled to the extreme at home. He had never been scolded, let alone slapped. Now, he was actually bullied by an ugly woman.

Just as he was about to explode and teach the audacious woman in front of him a lesson, he saw her eyes turn red and tears silently trail down her cheeks.

"You don’t know anything."