In Luofu Mansion, Zhang Xiaohua stood in the corner of the corridor, waiting eagerly. As soon as the door opened, Luo Hong strode over with a gloomy face.

Zhang Xiaohua felt nervous, but still mustered up the courage to step forward and kneel down: "Sir, you are back."

Luo Hong looked at the frail man kneeling on the ground.

When we first met, she was like a delicate and beautiful rose, making people covet her.

But now, wearing an old coarse cloth skirt, the twisted buttocks disappeared immediately.

Looking down, he saw that the dark and shiny black hair that he had always loved had fallen out and became sparse at some point. As he got closer, he could faintly see her exposed white scalp.

"Raise your head!" He ordered coldly.

Zhang Xiaohua raised her head tremblingly. The originally tender and charming face began to wither and lose its luster.

Those smart, seductive and charming eyes used to ignite a fire in a person's body just by looking at them.

How many times did Luo Hong fall in love with such fairy-like eyes? He pulled her into his arms, pressed her under him, and rode her to his heart's content.

But what about now?

The attractive luster suddenly disappeared.

There was only timidity, cowardice, and disgusting flattery in her eyes.

Even if it is a fairy that charms all living beings, once its delicate shell is removed and its original appearance is revealed, it will be annoying.

What's more, she is just a little bit pretty.

Luo Hong suddenly took action and pinched Zhang Xiaohua's chin with two fingers like iron pliers.

Bone-crushing pain spread across her jaw, as if if Luo Hong exerted just a little more force, her bones would be crushed into powder.

Zhang Xiaohua was so painful that her eyes were filled with stars. She really wanted to cry and shout, but she didn't dare to cry or make trouble. She could only murmur timidly: "Sir, I..."

She wanted to argue for herself, but Luo Hong didn't give her a chance.

"Pah!" A hard slap hit her face.

Under the strong force of the hand, Zhang Xiaohua was thrown out like a worn-out rag doll and fell to the ground.

For a moment, half of her face was in burning pain, her ears were buzzing, and the smell of blood came out of her mouth.

A line of tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes.

Sir, he has always loved her and never been rough with her.

But now...

Luo Hong glared at the person on the ground with disgust, and said sternly: "Stupid woman, your method of dealing with a person is so simple and inferior?"

Luo Hong snorted angrily: "Framing? Your childish tricks are only suitable for those stupid villagers in your dilapidated Fu'an Village, and you actually used them in Jiangcheng?"

"Zhang Xiaohua, do you know that once Jiang Meng lets go, you will be the mastermind behind the scenes, and I will be implicated. I just came out of prison, do you want to send me back again?"

"No... no!" She opened her mouth to speak, and the blood foam in her mouth spat out onto the ground.

Luo Hong took a step back in disgust, his eyes were fierce, no longer as tender and infatuated as before, "Zhang Xiaohua, I am warning you, you are just a small concubine, no different from a lowly girl."

"Your parents are both in prison. If you had known that such an unlucky person would be like this earlier, I would never have taken you as my concubine."

"Sir..." Zhang Xiaohua raised her head and looked at Luo Hong in disbelief.

"There is no need to beg for mercy. I only want you to do your duty. If you do something wrong again, I will sell you to Ren Yazi."

Luo Hong said a word and strode away.

Zhang Xiaohua collapsed on the ground, his words always echoing in her mind, "Sell to Ren Yazi, sell to Ren Yazi."

Tears rolled down like money.

In order to save Luo Hong, his father abandoned his mother. Now, is Luo Hong going to abandon her?

Despair and loss surrounded Zhang Xiaohua, gathering little by little, squeezing her heart, and she was unable to breathe due to the suffocation. In her blurred vision, a corner of a luxurious dress appeared.

She raised her head and looked at Luo Miao's delicate face, tears welling up in her eyes, "Madam, you asked me to do this."

She acted according to Madam's instructions, and she won because of Madam's credit.

If she loses, she becomes Madam’s scapegoat.

"Pa!"

Mrs. Luo Miao didn't speak, but the nanny beside her stepped forward, raised her bear paw and slapped her again.

Zhang Xiaohua's head was shaken back and forth, her hair was scattered, her hairpins fell to the ground, and her eardrums were buzzing.

Luo Miao glanced at her with disdain and opened her mouth to speak.

Zhang Xiaohua couldn't hear what she said at first. After a while, she finally heard it clearly.

The person was clearly talking in front of her, but the voice seemed to be coming from the horizon.

"Bitch woman, if you hadn't seduced me with your charm and provoked others for your own selfish desires, how could I have ended up in this situation? Why would I, my wife, take action against a girl?"

Zhang Xiaohua wants to speak.

No.

She wasn't the one who caused it in the first place.

It was Xia Qianqian who offended Sir, she was just teaching her a lesson for Sir.

Unexpectedly, when he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out, shocking Luo Miao.

The nanny beside her promptly protected Mrs. Luo Miao behind her and said in a loud voice: "Someone, take this scourge to the woodshed and wait for it to be dealt with."

Zhang Xiaohua struggled to get up, and two strong old ladies stepped forward, took her arms and dragged her to the woodshed.

They were very heavy-handed, pinching the tender flesh of her arms with their hands from time to time.

As soon as the firewood shed was opened, she was thrown to the ground like a piece of rag, which frightened the mice under the firewood, squeaking and scurrying around.

As soon as the door of the woodshed was closed, the room fell into darkness, and the old woman's disgusted voice sounded outside the door, "A bitch who seduces men should be sold to a brothel."

Zhang Xiaohua threw herself on the ground, she...

Once people fall into despair, they no longer have the courage to cry.

Luo Hong returned to his home and drank two cups of tea to relieve his anger. The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong.

In the evening, somewhere in the courtyard of Jiangcheng Restaurant, in an elegant secret room, the scent of the Pixiu beast beside the table was filled with smoke, and the room had a strong smell.

In front of the table, a middle-aged man was wearing a dark satin robe, with a silver orchid pattern exposed in the robe, and a jade belt around his waist.

With a pair of overly delicate hands, he picked up a piece of aromatherapy leaves on the table, put it to his nose, and took a deep breath, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

At the other end of the table, sat Luo Hong, who was dressed in black and had a serious face.

After a long silence, the man said: "I never thought we could meet again here."

Such words were really unwelcome, but Luo Hong resisted.

"Mr. Jiang, I came here with good intentions. We have something important to discuss."

A person who narrowly escaped from prison must still be under the surveillance of Cao Ran in private, which he originally did not want to see.

Who allowed me to cooperate with Luo Hong in the past few months, but it has become a major event.

Jiang Chengyun stroked the edge of the tea cup with his fingers and said slowly: "I took such a big risk to keep the appointment. I hope Mr. Luo will not disappoint me."

Luo Hong looked at Jiang Chengyun, "I, Luo, have never disappointed you."

"As far as I know, some time ago, Moyu leased a field near Fu'an Village and will plant cotton in a few days."

"Cotton?"

Jiang Chengyun didn't take it seriously, "The cotton output in Daqian Country is very low. The easternmost city of Philadelphia is rich in cotton. It is due to the geographical location and suitable climate that it can survive. Let's not talk about whether there are seeds here, but whether it can be grown.

Question."

"Master Jiang, please don't be careless."

Luo Hong reminded: "You have to think about it, if they grow cotton, how much impact will it have on your Jiang family?"
Chapter completed!