My Empress is My Bad Girl

Bao Xinyu's voice was like a machine gun, and it rang incessantly, "The salary this time has seven figures, and your role can be filmed in half a month. You are only a high school student, how can you work anywhere? Make money? This kid, how can you be so stupid."

"Seven digits?"

Zhao Yuanjing thought about it, oh, half a month's salary.

That's pretty much the same job he's doing now.

Bao Xinyu is still persuading him: "This time you can cooperate with first-line stars and the director is also famous, which will be very beneficial to your future development."

"I'm busy."

"Isn't it summer vacation now? By the way, how many marks did you get in the test? Can you get into high school?"

"Can."

"That's just right, isn't it good to work during the summer vacation to earn money for yourself, tuition and living expenses?"

"Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it for the time being."

"Xiaojing, don't refuse so bluntly. How come you can't get along with money, kid? Well, where are you? I'll come to you now, and let's talk face-to-face."

"Sorry, I'm busy."

Zhao Yuanjing refused again.

Bao Xinyu was convinced.

She stared at the hung up phone, her eyes straightening.

what's the situation?

Zhao Xiaojing, who used to dress up as a woman in order to make some money, is now not uncommon for a salary of millions?

Is he being taken care of by a rich woman?

Bao Xinyu still took good care of Zhao Xiaojing, and admired him very much.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he knocked on the door, he heard the sound of fighting and women screaming and crying.

Bao Xinyu was shocked, and hurriedly slammed on the door: "Zhao Xiaojing, are you at home? Open the door!"

After filming for a while, the door was slammed open, and a man with a stick in his hand stood viciously at the door, shouting, "What are you doing?"

Bao Xinyu took a few steps back subconsciously and said cautiously, "I, I'm here to find Zhao Xiaojing."

"What are you doing with him?"

"Is this Zhao Xiaojing's house? Who are you?"

Although Bao Xinyu is young, after all, she has been in the society for many years. How could she be led by Wang Dalei? Soon she calmed down and quietly held the phone, intending to call the police at any time.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the door, and she was instantly shocked.

There was a person lying on the messy floor, only one leg was exposed, and the rest were blocked, so she couldn't see clearly.

But she was certain that it was a woman's leg.

Because that leg is very slender and slender, and there are mutilated red nail polish on the toes.

Is it dead or injured?

Bao Xinyu was frightened: "Since Zhao Xiaojing is not at home, then forget it, I will come back another day."

She turned away.

Wang Dalei cursed and slammed the door shut.

Bao Xinyu ran downstairs and immediately called Zhao Yuanjing: "Zhao Xiaojing, come back soon, something happened to your house!"

"what?"

"I'm downstairs in your house now! I knocked on the door just now, and it was your stepfather who opened the door. He seems to have beaten your mother to death!"

"Killed to death?" Zhao Yuanjing frowned, "Then you should call the police."

"You don't care about your mother? I heard her cry just now. She was beaten badly by your stepfather. If you don't come, you will die!"

"So, shouldn't you call the police first?"

"...I see, I'll call the police now, come back quickly!"

Hanging up the phone, Bao Xinyu hurriedly called the police.

While waiting for the police to come, she didn't dare to leave, so she stayed downstairs.