An Yurou was stunned, her eyes locked tightly on this colorful mugshot, and the perfect facial features gradually became blurred in front of her eyes.

How come there are such similar people in the world?

"How is it? Do you like this man?" Yang Xiangyi came over and asked with a smile.

An Yurou came back to her senses, blinked, and a blush appeared on her face. She didn't dare to take another look, and quickly handed the photo to Yang Xiangyi, mumbling, "Who is...? Do you want me to sing with you?"

"

"No!" Yang Xiangyi smiled slyly.

The word "no" made An Yurou's heart tremble. She frowned and her heart beat faster.

"This man is a Chinese, very rich, and unmarried. He just came back from abroad. He needs a lover to do business in this city. He asked me to help find one. I saw you were very pitiful just now, and suddenly I thought of him, so I took him

You called me back to ask if you would like to be his little lover." Yang Xiangyi said unhurriedly.

An Yurou was confused. What did she say? Be a little lover?

"Why, you don't want to?" Seeing her stunned, Yang Xiangyi narrowed her eyes and the smile on her face faded.

An Yurou's thick eyelashes fell lightly, and a touch of sadness appeared on her fair face.

Why? Why is it so difficult to make some money on her own? The money she earns from working is only enough for living expenses, but if she wants hospital expenses of 50,000 yuan a month, she must pay with her body.

Brother, where are you?

After sighing for a while, An Yurou raised her head and said, "I don't want to!"

"Hey! Are you stupid? What a great opportunity is this?" Yang Xiangyi was really worried for her, "Little sister, be realistic, there are not many good people nowadays, no one will lend you money, and no man will let you

I’ll pay you 50,000 yuan for singing a song.”

An Yurou said nothing. She glanced at the photo in Yang Xiangyi's hand, then turned and left.

"You idiot!" Yang Xiangyi's slight curse sounded from behind.

An Yurou walked out. She walked slowly and looked lost. Just as she finished going down the stairs, a man flashed out of the suite next door.

He was tall and handsome, his hands were stuck in his trouser pockets, and his eyes were dark and shiny. He looked at the petite figure, and the corners of his lips raised an extremely sinister arc.

It was so dark in Fenglin Garden. The sky was heavy and heavy, and the stars and moon could not be seen.

An Yurou took out the key and opened the door, and just closed it with her backhand. When she stepped forward, her foot seemed to hit something, her steps staggered, and she almost fell to the ground.

She hurriedly opened her phone, and with the scattered light, she saw a dark square box on the ground. She was extremely surprised and slowly opened it out of curiosity.

"A tape recorder?" An Yurou's eyes widened in shock when she saw what was inside. She looked around, hesitated for a long time, and then lifted the player button in confusion.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me... you bastards!"

elder brother?

An Yurou's heart made a "dong" sound, and her hands suddenly grasped the small tape recorder. Her whole body couldn't help but tremble. Her fearful and uneasy emotions were like dodder lurking on the ground, which suddenly climbed up and took her.

My body and mind were completely entangled.

An Yanan's hoarse voice suddenly stopped, and there was a noise from behind, as if someone was cutting something, and the sound of metal collision was extremely sharp.

An Yurou's heart shrank into a ball, and fear hung over her head.

"I won't touch you? Then you have to pay me back!" A rough voice sounded fierce.

"I have no money. If you kill me, I will have no money either!"

"Okay, then today I will let you taste the feeling of life being worse than death!"

"ah……"

"Brother!" An Yurou shouted while holding the tape recorder. She was so frightened and helpless that she suddenly fell to the ground. Several more painful shouts came from the tape recorder and then suddenly stopped.

"Brother Nan, where are you? Where are you?"

An Yurou fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face. She could imagine how painful her brother was now. They must have beaten him, or they had done something even more frightening.

"You bastards! bastards!" She wanted to curse uncontrollably, but who could hear her?

"Are you Sister An Yanan?" After a while, another voice came from the recorder with a sneer, "Listen, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, if you can't come up with one million,

Then we will also put your brother’s body into a box and put it at your doorstep.”

No! No!

An Yurou suddenly stopped crying and sat up. The wave of fear made her brain lose the ability to think.

"Remember, at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you alone will take the money and wait for us in front of the Yaoshan Earth Temple. You are not allowed to call the police, otherwise, we will make An Yanan disappear!"

After listening, she didn't hear it clearly. When An Yurou listened again, she collapsed to the ground...

"Are you here?" That night, Yang Xiangyi frowned when she saw An Yurou, who had a gray face, messy hair, and a messy skirt.

What happened to this girl? She got into a fight after being out for two hours? Or rolled around on the ground three times?

"I want to meet the man in the photo." An Yurou's dull eyes gained a hint of aura, and her flying soul seemed to have returned to her body.

Yang Xiangyi picked up a pack of wet wipes from the table and handed it to her, smiling slightly, "Little sister, I see you have been struggling with your thoughts for a long time. What? Go out and cry about this? Come on, wipe your face quickly."

An Yurou took the wet wipes and then the water glass she handed over. Slowly, she regained her strength and looked at Yang Xiangyi with dark eyes, "Okay?"

"Now... I'm afraid not." Yang Xiangyi shook her head in embarrassment, took out a cigarette from the table and lit it, leaned against the table and took a puff, slowly spit it out, narrowed her eyes and said, "If you have any request, just ask

I said."

"I want to see him, that's all."

When she met him, she just wanted to talk to him. She was not suitable to be a lover, and she didn't want to do it. She just begged him to be kind and lend her some money. If he had a kind heart, maybe he could lend her life-saving money.

"But he's not here today." Yang Xiangyi shrugged helplessly.

"Then tomorrow morning."

"No, he has given me full authority. If you agree, I will contact him and he will decide the specific meeting time." Yang Xiangyi blew out another puff of smoke, and the smoke suddenly obscured her face.

An Yurou choked on the curling smoke and coughed twice. She took two steps back, then raised her head and said, "I need money, and I will need it tomorrow morning."

"How much? Just fifty thousand?"

"No, he must give me 1.05 million first."

Yang Xiangyi seemed to be shocked, the cigarette between her fingers fell to the ground, "What did you say? One million and fifty thousand?"

Seeing this, An Yurou raised a wry smile and said, "Manager Yang, you won't tell me that I only get 50,000 yuan a month as his lover, right?"

"No...no, he didn't say that, but he didn't say much either. We have to contact him to decide these things. How about this, little sister, you go back first, and I will give you the news tomorrow, okay?"

Yang Xiangyi did not dare to make a promise rashly, after all, one million and fifty thousand was not a small amount.
Chapter completed!