Bingzhu was even more surprised. What Bingzhu never expected was that the woman in Tsing Yi actually had the same surname as him. Originally, he just had that intention before, but now Bingzhu wants to help the woman in Tsing Yi get rid of her fate.
"Okay, I will call you Bingxiang from now on. Also, do you long for another life? Of course, I mean, if I can help you." Bingzhu's voice increased in decibel several times, maybe because he started to care about the woman in Tsing Yi.
The reason. However, when did Bingzhu not care about the woman in Tsing Yi? After Bingzhu started to understand the woman in Tsing Yi?
Bingzhu is not like that kind of man, although Bingzhu can be very lustful sometimes. But when Bingzhu is lustful, he will definitely have his principles.
The woman in Tsing Yi knew that Bing Zhu was a good man, but what the woman in Tsing Yi never expected was that Bing Zhu would help her for no reason. At this moment, the woman in Tsing Yi was not only incredulous, but also more surprised.
Unknowingly, the tears flowed from the corners of the eyes to the wings of the nose, and then dripped into the clothes, blending in and sharing the same color.
"Of course I do, but why do you want to help me? Do you want to pity me, or do you want me to be your slave in the future, or is it just a tool to vent your anger? If so, then I don't need your help." The woman in Tsing Yi may be.
I value my own dignity too much, so I am particularly sensitive to other aspects. I am extremely excited and impulsive, and I cannot calm down at all. Even my face turns into a black cloud, which makes me look unsatisfactory at all.
If Bingzhu was that kind of man, Bingzhu would have put Yanshui Yi aside long ago, ignored him, and not even looked at him. Now he wouldn't still love Yanshui Yi deeply, never give up, and his love would never change.
Poor? A tool for venting? Bingzhu feels chilled just thinking about it.
However, Bingzhu quickly forgave the woman in Tsing Yi, because Bingzhu understood the difficulties in the heart of a woman living in a brothel.
It's not easy to be a human being, and it's even more difficult for a woman living in a brothel. Of course, Bingzhu can put herself in someone else's shoes and think more.
"Do you think I'm that kind of a man? If I say I'm helping you, of course I'm just helping you without any intention." Bingzhu said categorically, without wavering at all, with an iron-clad expression on his face and no joke at all.
"Keep your word!" the woman in green said sincerely.
"Of course." Bingzhu was no less impressive, more sincere.
Turning around, the woman in green walked to the mirror with a smile and sat elegantly.
The woman in Tsing Yi finally had the courage to sit next to the mirror and look at her face. Although the woman in Tsing Yi often looked in the mirror in the past, she did so for the purpose of applying rouge and makeup. To put it nicely, it was for beauty, and to put it worse, it was for beauty.
That's to attract customers.
But now the woman in green just wants to see her innocent side, which is completely different from before, very different.
"Bingxiang, call your boss over and I'll discuss it with her." Bingzhu carefully patted the thin shoulder of the woman in green and smiled gently.