Su Jiaoniang transmigrated into a book, becoming the mother of the big villain from an ancient melodrama—a paranoid, ruthless, and sadistic man.
In the book, the big villain is a notoriously ...
The girl being held by Lu Daishu had a smile on her face.
He would glance at Su Jiaoniang every now and then.
She is truly beautiful, with a striking and elegant beauty, a beauty that carries a touch of gentle grace brought by time.
This gentleness seems to be ingrained in one's very being.
She saw the women in the building, and saw this situation. Her eyes showed no disgust, no sympathy, only a touch of sorrow, as if she were sighing.
On the contrary, seeing those who behave badly will evoke a feeling of disgust.
How could someone like that end up in a brothel?
"Don't kick her out, find a way to keep her here!" Lu Daishu said.
The girl he was blocking almost had her clothes fall off her shoulders. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "What did you say, young master?"
"Stop pretending. How can a place like yours be clean? Some people come here and never find a way to go back." Lu Daishu said meaningfully.
A look of disgust flashed in the girl's eyes.
She came from a brothel, and her future job was to please these men; the skills she learned were all about pleasing them.
However, she never intentionally harmed anyone.
Brothels are not exactly clean places.
But people like that downstairs, who look flamboyant, beautiful, and radiant with confidence, shouldn't live like them, relying on pleasing others to make a living.
"Young master, you've had too much to drink. Come and have some food!" He pretended not to understand what Lu Daishu was saying.
The girl in the brothel picked up a piece of chicken butt from the plate.
It was put into Lu Daishu's mouth.
However, she was not fooled and was suddenly pushed away by a force.
The food on the table was overturned and fell to the ground.
Lu Daishu stared at the woman with a red glint in his eyes: "Can't you understand human language? Find someone who can."
The girl was lifted up by Lu Daishu and pressed to the ground again, her palms pressed against the porcelain shards, blood flowing from them. Her chin was gripped tightly: "It's very easy for someone from the Huo family to kill a woman. Don't test my patience!"