Wen Jiujiu looked at the pair in front of him with some amusement. They were not mother and daughter, but they were better than their own mother and daughter.
"You also know that I have no ability, I am just an actor with no reputation. People like Mr. Wei are of noble status, how can they listen to what I say."
She said with a bit of arrogance, "I'm afraid you are looking for the wrong person when you are looking for me."
"Wen Jiujiu, they are causing trouble with the Wen family because of you!" Song Yuelan was extremely angry, "If you hadn't hooked up with them and crawled into their bed, would they have done such a thing for you?"
Wen Jiujiu frowned, "I climbed into their bed?"
She glanced at Wen Ya, who had a slightly subtle expression, and instantly understood something.
She was too lazy to explain. Although she was the biological mother, she never believed what she said.
"Since you use your body to exchange money, what if you use your body to save the Wen family?"
Song Yuelan looked at Wen Jiujiu and said with a disgusted look on her face, "The Wen family is well, I won't miss you any money! As long as you don't reveal your identity, we can all live in peace. If you need money, just tell us."
"What if I don't help?" Wen Jiujiu looked at Song Yuelan calmly.
"Sister, you have experience in that kind of thing, and you won't lose a piece of meat if you help." Wen Ya persuaded her earnestly.
"Why don't you go without a piece of meat? You are loyal to the Wen family. Aren't you reluctant to let go of anything that happens to the Wen family?"
Wen Jiujiu raised his eyebrows and looked at Wen Ya's chest, "I think your figure is much better than mine. They should like you more."
"Wen Jiujiu, please stop talking nonsense. Can a child as clean as Yaya be defiled at will?"
Song Yuelan's miracle turned bad.
"Oh, she is clean and pure, but I am so dirty that I can defile her at will?" Wen Jiujiu sneered.
"Are you going to help or not?" Song Yuelan was annoyed when she saw that the warm wine, food and salt were not enough.
Wen Jiujiu said with an indifferent expression: "I won't help."
As she spoke, she turned around and left.
But the people behind suddenly surrounded her and blocked her way.
"Bitch, you have been surviving by selling your body. What's wrong with asking you to sacrifice for the Wen family? How could I give birth to such a thing like you?"
"I also want to ask how a thing like you gave birth to me." Wen Jiujiu turned to look at Song Yuelan.
"Catch her and beat her!" Song Yuelan was furious.
Several tattooed men immediately began to attack Wen Jiujiu.
Wen Jiujiu also started fighting.
After she knocked down two men, she was grabbed by a man and thrown out.
Wen Jiujiu was thrown forward, his forehead hit the corner of the wall, and blood flowed out.
She turned back and her eyes suddenly turned cold, and her eyes swept over Song Yuelan, "You want to kill me?"
Her eyes were gloomy and cold, terrifying and bloodthirsty. She didn't look like the gentle and elegant person she used to be. Instead, she looked like a scary little beast in the dark that would devour everything.
Song Yuelan was shocked and shouted, "People like you are dirtying our eyes even if you are alive! It's better to die!"
Wen Jiujiu sneered, feeling desolate in his heart.
She never hoped that she would have some maternal love, but she also never thought that she would wish to die.
It is said that a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds, but she never understood what mistake she had made to do this to herself.
The blood streaked across the cheeks and passed through the corners of the lips. The taste of blood was all over the corners of the warm wine.
She slowly took a few steps forward. Even though blood was still dripping from her forehead, her expression never changed. Her excessive calmness made the strong men in front of her feel inexplicably frightened.
"Wen Jiujiu, if you don't want to die, just cooperate!" Wen Ya had a bad intuition and felt a little nervous.