"What time is it now?" Fang Zhiyi asked weakly.
"He Xiaoxiao has already entered the brothel to work."
"You!" Fang Zhiyi jumped up. "Can't we do it earlier? Everyone's already run away!"
The old man was apologetic, a rare gesture. "Come at this time. I can tell you which brothel she's from."
Fang Zhiyi didn't care about anything else and rushed out by pushing the door.
In the backyard of the brothel, Qin Lan grabbed He Xiaoxiao's shoulders and shook her back and forth: "Why? Why do you want to degenerate?"
He Xiaoxiao shook her head, tears falling from the corners of her eyes: "I didn't, I didn't."
"Don't you know you have to keep yourself clean? You're a girl!"
"I..." He Xiaoxiao was silent. How could this young lady in front of her understand her predicament? In her eyes, everything was taken for granted.
"Hey, there are two girls here!" A staggering figure walked over.
He Xiaoxiao still subconsciously pulled Qin Lan behind her. She was not afraid. In order to protect herself, she would put some cheap rouge on her face before going to work every time, just like a birthmark.
The big man stepped forward, took a look at her, and pushed her away. He Xiaoxiao's frail body could not withstand the blow, and she fell to the ground.
"This little girl is good, she's really attractive!"
"What are you doing? Go away!" Qin Lan hugged herself, stood there and scolded him in a trembling voice.
He Xiaoxiao watched the big man reach out to pull Qin Lan's clothes. She gritted her teeth and wiped her face with her sleeve, then pulled her clothes open a little more: "Guest, look at me, look at me."
The big man turned around and his eyes lit up. This girl seemed pretty good and seemed to be quite cooperative, much better than the one who just cried.
He Xiaoxiao mouthed to Qin Lan: "Go!"
Qin Lan understood, she hesitated for a moment and then ran away.
He Xiaoxiao wondered if she would call for help. But who would she call? Her father? Impossible. Those uncles? They would just ask the madam for money.
He Xiaoxiao closed her eyes in despair. The big man couldn't wait to take off his pants. He Xiaoxiao felt a gust of wind blowing by.
"Fuck you!"
Hearing the familiar curse, He Xiaoxiao opened her eyes in disbelief and saw someone she didn't want to see.
"Second uncle..."
Fang Zhiyi looked back at her: "You're wearing those clothes! What a horrible look!"
He Xiaoxiao was used to being scolded, so she lowered her head and pulled her clothes tighter.
Fang Zhiyi was holding a bench in his hand, pointing majestically at the drunk man who was writhing on the ground with his hands covering his face: "I'm telling you, she's my niece. I can scold and beat her. If anyone touches her, I'll kill you!"
After saying that, he threw down the bench, grabbed He Xiaoxiao and left.
He Xiaoxiao was a little surprised. What did her uncle mean by that? She was so neglected and scolded for so long that she even seemed a little happy. How could this be?
As they walked, Fang Zhiyi scolded her: "I bet a friend saw you, otherwise where would I find you? You said you ran away from home, so you ran away from home, and you came to a place like this?"
He Xiaoxiao shrank her neck, and it looked like she would get beaten when she got home, but luckily she was saved.
Fang Zhiyi talked all the way, opened the door and pulled He Xiaoxiao in: "Go, boil water for a bath!"
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