She walked towards Li Jiyue, suppressing her murderous aura and forcing a smile. She soon transformed into a kind-looking middle-aged woman, "Hey, young comrade."

Li Jiyue had her back to him and trembled all over when she heard her shout, pretending to be frightened. "Ah!"

He fell to the ground with a thud, patted his chest and said, "Oh! God, where did you come from? I was scared to death."

"Don't be afraid, young comrade. I'm not a bad person. Today is the anniversary of my ancestor's death. I went up the mountain to pay my respects and forgot to bring any water. It will take me at least half an hour to get down the mountain and another half an hour to get back home from the foot of the mountain. I definitely can't stand it for so long. I wanted to ask you for a drink of water."

Li Jiyue asked, "So you wanted to drink some water? I thought you were a bad guy. I was so scared. Are you from our village? Why haven't I seen you before?"

She had seen Chen Ergu's photo and recognized her at a glance. She asked this question deliberately to conclude that she didn't know the villagers and indirectly told her that she was a local, not a spy.

Chen Ergu said, "I'm a married woman, and I came back to pay my respects to my father who passed away early. Life was hard in the past, and I had many brothers and sisters. My father went up the mountain to dig herbs to earn more money, but he was accidentally bitten to death by a poisonous snake. He never had a good life in his life."

"Sister, you are so pitiful. Oh, don't cry, don't cry. I'll give you some water, okay? But don't drink too much. I have to collect firewood after picking herbs, and I won't be going down the mountain until night. Please drink sparingly."

Li Jiyue took out a military green water bottle from the backpack behind him. The paint on the water bottle was peeling, as if it was picked up from a scrap yard.

Chen Ergu took her hand and tried to get close to her in a friendly way. Her hands were white and plump, and she wore a big ring on them. It was obvious that they were the hands of a rich woman.

After treatment, Li Jiyue's hands became rough and waxy, with calluses on the palms.

He only let her take a look and then took it back, looking embarrassed, as if he was afraid of being seen in his embarrassment.

"You're not bad looking, little girl. You have a nice figure, with nice breasts and nice buttocks. You're just a little dark and your skin is a little rough. If you take care of yourself, you'll definitely be a beauty. You're wasting your youth picking herbs and firewood in the mountains. If you were in a prosperous place, you'd definitely be very popular."

She worked as a brothel owner in Hong Kong, specializing in pimping. Then her business grew bigger and bigger, and she was able to make a lot of money without relying on men.

Later, her philandering husband found an ambitious mistress who wanted to replace the boss.

If she were to first give this little girl to those two perverts to take her virginity, play with her until she was tired of it, and then learn some bed skills to please men, and then take her to Hong Kong City to dress her up, she would not only become the top star in Heaven on Earth, but also the trump card in her hand.

Those bitches who want to take a piece of her pie have to stand aside.