Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

Hearing him say this, the young man said "Ouch".

"Lord, you are kind, but if the money falls into the hands of Miss Yinghong's family, it may not be spent on her affairs."

Feng Hongyin raised his eyes, this was the first time he heard this statement.

He has always been aloof, how can he understand the hardships and pains of these cheapest prostitutes.

The little servant said on the side: "Everyone knows that prostitutes are the most humble. If there is a half-choice, who will do this kind of business? Most of the girls in this brothel were sold by her own family. When my daughter was sent to the brothel, she hadn't treated her daughter as a human for a long time."

Feng Hongyin went stiff.

The young man didn't notice his stiffness, and then said: "The women in the brothel are beautiful on the surface, wearing gold and silver, but in fact, most of them are forced to enter the brothel."

Most of them were forced to enter the brothel.

Feng Hongyin's throat moved slightly, and only felt a piece of dryness in his throat.

Is she... also compelled?

How could it happen? Didn't her mother say that she was greedy for wealth, so she voluntarily went to the brothel?

The little servant only followed him recently. He didn't know the entanglement between him and Ye Chuijin. After speaking, he sighed: "If you become a famous prostitute, you can protect yourself. If you are an ordinary prostitute, you will serve two people overnight. All three of them have it, so that even their self-esteem will be trampled under their feet."

"...Save yourself, what do you mean?" Feng Hongyin's voice was dry.

Xiao Si realized that something was wrong with him.

But the master asked, he didn't dare not answer, so he could only replied cautiously: "The girls in the brothel tell whether they are clear or not. The clear females only sell art and don't sell themselves. After they get out of the brothel, they are still finished... "

"Pop", the book in Feng Hongyin's hands fell into the carriage.

Qinghaoren...

Waiting out of the brothel is still a complete body...

He remembered the drunk night.

Feng Hongyin no longer remembers what happened that night, but he knew that when the person lying under him, the person in his arms, touched his skin, he felt extremely satisfied.

At that time, he looked at Luo Hong on the bed and thought it could not be her.

After all, she is a prostitute, a trader in skin and flesh, and there is still a dirty belly in her room.

But is the truth of the matter really what he saw?

That woman who smiles a little shyly like Yuehua Ningshuang, is it really so filthy?

He took a few deep breaths.

At this moment, he wanted to see her and listen to her unfinished explanation that day.

The carriage bumped on the road for three days before returning to the capital.

After entering Beijing, Feng Hongyin first returned to the palace to report, and after leaving the palace, he hurried to the palace.

Just as he walked halfway, he rolled his eyes and saw a familiar woman.

The woman was a bit fatter again, wearing gold and silver, and was talking to Lu Sixian.

Lu Sixian's face was a bit impatient.

"I said I was going to the South for disaster relief, how could I take you?"

Regardless of the woman, she would slap in the street: "You have no conscience! If it weren't for me to be a female celebrity day and night, where did you get the money for the imperial examination? Now that I am a celebrity next to the emperor, I don’t even think about it. Don't recognize me as a mother!"

Lu Sixian pulled her hand away and snarled in a low voice: "You are a female celebrity day and night? Do you think I don't know how your money came from!"

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