"Girl, girl, the people in Li Qianqian's room are so bullying!" That day, Su Yueming was wiping the table in Liu Piao'er's room, and Liu Piao'er's girl Bi'er ran in, covering her face and crying.
Su Yueming looked up and saw that Bi'er's clothes were torn, her hair was in a mess, and her hands were covered with bloody scratches. When she lowered her hands, she saw that her whole face had been beaten and was swollen like a pig's head.
His eyes were also scratched and bleeding.
"What's going on?" Liu Piao'er hurriedly got off the bed, touched Bi'er's hand, and asked eagerly. No one had visited her for several days, and she had been treated with cold looks and ridicule. She had lost a lot of weight, and she looked very useless.
Spirit.
Bi'er cried and said, "I went to the backyard to wash the girl's clothes, but I was stopped by the water in Li Qianqian's room. She said that I had wet her shoes, so she asked several other people to beat me severely.
, and even took away your clothes, girl, and tore them to pieces."
Bi'er said, putting a ball of clothes that had been torn into several pieces on the table.
"She, don't they know you are mine?" Liu Piao'er grabbed the rag in front of her, her face turned red with anger.
"They said that just because I belong to you, girl, I need to be taught a good lesson. They said that their girl is now the number one in this fireworks building, and there is no place for you at all. They also warned me not to go there again in the future.
Wash your clothes there, otherwise you will be beaten every time you see her." Bi'er cried aggrievedly.
"Li Qianqian! You're going too far!" Liu Piao'er clutched the rag in her hand tightly, gritting her teeth angrily.
"Girl, are we going to let them bully us like this?" Bi'er lifted up her sleeves, and Su Yueming found that her arms were almost useless.
Liu Piao'er slumped on the chair dejectedly and sighed deeply. She didn't have any capital to compete with Li Qianqian now. She was old and yellow. A month ago, she could still rush to Rong's mother's room to fight with Li Qianqian.
, but this month, for most of half of the month, no one paid attention to her, and even if she came, they were just rough people with little money.
Tears flowed out of her eyes as she thought about it, and she sighed——
"I think back then, when Li Qianqian was twelve years old, she sold herself to bury her father and was bullied by gangsters. It was me who saved her out of kindness. Now, I am ruined, but they are always against me! Huh, flowers can't last forever! Li Qianqian, you don't want it.
Be proud, one day you will be like me now."
"Girl, do you want to regain the position of oiran?" Suddenly, Su Yueming, who had been silent by the side, spoke.
"What?" Liu Piao'er turned around and looked at Su Yueming. After this little girl came in, she had been very silent. She didn't say much. She just lowered her head and did things all day long. She didn't pay much attention to her, but looking at her now, she clearly
He is still a teenager, but his eyes have a calmness and determination that belies his age.
"What do you mean by regaining the position of oiran?" Bi'er wiped away her tears and looked at Su Yueming, who was younger than her, and asked.
"If the girl wants to avenge her shame and regain her position as courtesan, I have a way." Su Yueming looked at Liu Piao'er and said calmly. In fact, in the past month, she has been keeping a low profile and trying not to let anyone discover her existence.
First, it is to facilitate the investigation of the situation of this Fireworks Building and to find out the preferences and temperament of the happy men who come here. Second, Liu Piao'er was not at the point of desperation a month ago and would not trust her and rely on her so much. He could only wait for her.
Only when she has absolutely no support or hope will she hold on to him like a life-saving straw.