"That's not bad! At least you can make money from your body!"
After I said this angrily, there was a sound of "This is——" Han Luoyin Lima stepped on the brakes, and my body leaned forward due to the routine.
Damn it, I really doubt that he is sick? He is not afraid of rear-end collision when he brakes suddenly on the road?
She frowned and looked at him, but...
His expression was so terrifying, full of gloom...
He suddenly stretched out his hands and grabbed my wrist: "What are you doing?" I asked him in panic.
"Don't you think it's not bad to be a prostitute?" His eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "I will help you now, and I will be your guest on this busy street!"
He looked at me with a very serious expression, and he didn't feel like he was joking at all.
I can never forget how humiliated that man was to me just now. He called me one by one as a bartender, telling me that there was no way I could take it as nothing. Who wants to wear such revealing clothes and become a beer girl? But what can I do?
?I have to take responsibility for my impulses.
Why, in the end, I have to be humiliated by Han Luoyin????
He raised his hand high, but he blocked my hand with his hand. But for a moment, he took his hand away, and my slap fell hard on his face.
I have no time to think about why he asked me to fight even though he could block it. I only know that I feel very uncomfortable psychologically now...
It’s uncomfortable to feel helpless, and I know that it’s uncomfortable to laugh when I’m just fooling around every day. How I wish I could have a warm embrace to lean on when I burst into tears???
My parents are gone, and the man who has always supported me has also left. Now let alone the warm embrace, I can't even cry.
His hand gradually let go of my wrist, and his eyes gradually became softer: "I'm sorry..."
"Forget it." He shook his head to show that he didn't mind, and smiled reluctantly: "It is indeed my fault. Sometimes I am too impulsive. If I smashed a computer today, I might blow up the entire school tomorrow.
"
"Pfft." He laughed again, this time for the second time, but why did he laugh suddenly? (Because they already know that you can bomb the school.)
He slowly drove the car to the side of the road and stopped. Under the dark night, the silence was a bit scary. After a moment of silence, he finally spoke: "You know, the organization is not easy to organize. Without money, the organization will never be able to leave."
On the right track."
He said it as if he had a lot of experience, but his words were undoubtedly good advice. He asked me to pay for the computer, and I could understand his purpose. He just wanted to tell me that in the future, I would have to use money to deal with people who were beaten by my organization.
, but everyone wants to make money, so how to make money?
"This school is..." I didn't know how to ask further. If I asked further, I would definitely ask about his family affairs.
"Yes, I made my own money to open this school. You must have heard about it, right? I am the illegitimate son of the Han family."
... His words were very soft, as if he didn't want to hide his life experience: "Yes."
"When I was 9 years old, I left the Han family with Xiye. At that time, I only had a few thousand yuan left by my biological mother, but I earned more and more with these few thousand yuan.
money."
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Recommend Ziyue’s final article
"The emperor is not bad, but the concubine is not loved"