"It's difficult? Or do you just not want to do it?"
Qin Meihua looked at Qin Qinghua in disbelief. She really couldn't do it. It wasn't an excuse. She didn't expect his attitude to change in an instant. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Qin Qinghua began to speak without thinking:
"You used to kneel on Zhao Shunxi's bed. We have everything at home. Why can't you kneel now? Did you kneel for yourself, or didn't try your best?"
Qin Meihua couldn't stand it any longer, and raised her hand to hit him in the face, but she stopped in mid-air. Qin Qinghua's eyes flashed, and he grabbed her hand, crying:
"Sister, if you don't help me, no one will. I don't want to go to jail. Sister, I beg you..."
Qin Meihua's face was gloomy. She closed her eyes silently, turned and went into the house. She didn't come out for a long time. Qin Qinghua was waiting at the door.
Faintly, one could hear the sound of skin colliding in the room, mixed with Qin Meihua's abnormal screams, a man's lustful roar, and some obscene noises.
There seemed to be more than two people in the room.
Qin Qinghua waited patiently. He knew his sister still had a way. Didn't she say that women were only valuable in this way? Men couldn't resist temptation.
After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the house stopped.
The door opened from the inside, and Qin Meihua walked out with a tired look on her face. Her eyes were red, there were bloodstains at the corners of her mouth, her clothes were disheveled on her chest, and her exposed skin had obvious scratches.
When Qin Qinghua saw her like this, he felt a little guilty, but it only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.
Because Qin Meihua only gave him two hundred yuan.
"Sister, this isn't enough. Can you ask them for more?"
Qin Qinghua took the money without saying a word of concern for Qin Meihua. Every word he said was filled with greed and selfishness.
Qin Meihua tidied her clothes lazily, her tone cold:
"Qinghua, even if I die in their bed, I won't be able to get out. Do you have any conscience? This is more than just the price of a virgin. I tried my best."
Hearing the emotion in Qin Meihua's words, Qin Qinghua softened his tone:
"Sister, I know you've worked hard, but what about the remaining money?"
Qin Meihua had put in a lot of effort to get so much, but these were the only people who could ask for money.
She thought about it, and a light bulb went off in her head. How could she have forgotten about Gu Ping'an?
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