inking: If I wasn't the right person, Shen Xiuqin, why didn't you let go of my handShe affectionately wrapped her arms around his, clinging to him closely. She smiled cheekily: “Shen Xiujin, I’m not t...Jian Tong's heart was still pounding, she hadn't even had time to celebrate, when suddenly she realized that she was being intimately embraced by a strange man. 。"Ahhhh..." Jian Tong was startled, this being the first time anyone other than her brother had held her so intimately. Including... him 。Xiao Heng's face darkened, he extended his other hand to quickly cover Jian Tong's mouth: "Shut up! What are you shouting about! You woman is really strange! A normal person would instinctively scream when they fall, but you..." 。"When you fall, you don't cry out, now you cry out for what" "You...you...first let go!" 。Xiao Heng saw her stammer and suspicious appearance, a light flashed in his mind: "Hey, you wouldn't be calling because I hugged your waist, would you" Xiao Heng saw the woman's face in his arms change color for a moment, her mouth twitching involuntarily: "... it seems that's really the case" 。His eyes twinkled, and Xiao Heng let out a strange smile. "Hey, woman, you wouldn't be someone who hasn't been held by a man like this, would you" Xiao Heng found the woman's reaction quite interesting. Looking at the reddened ears of the woman in his arms, he felt a mischievous thought stir within him. He tightened his grip on Jian Tong's waist as if playing a prank. 。

Whoosh!

Xiao Heng looked at the woman's flushed face, as if she had discovered a new continent... In this day and age, there were still women who blushed when their waist was hugged! It was so novel! So interesting!

It was like discovering a new continent. Xiao Heng was excited and thrilled

He clasped Jian Tong's hand, intentionally pinching the flesh under her palm. This pinch landed right on a seam of fabric... 。Feeling a strange sensation, Xiao Heng didn't bother with any gentlemanly conduct. He reached his fingers under Jian Tong's clothes hem, his palm swiftly sliding inside. Upon touching him, his heart trembled. 。"What are you doing!"Jian Tong struggled to push Xiao Heng away. 。As for Xiao Heng, he stared blankly at Jian Tong: "Your waist..." He didn't know what to say. The touch just now, was it the waist of a normal woman

Xiao Heng was known as a public lover, and he had dated hundreds of women, including international models and celebrities. But that waistline just now, even thinner than the thinnest waistline among all the women he had dated before, so thin that he could circle most of her waist with one hand!

"You..." He opened his mouth several times, wanting to say "So you wore so many clothes on such a hot day because of this," but looking at the strange woman in front of him, who was obviously in pain but pretended not to care, and looking at those eyes that wanted to complain but were humble, he couldn't say anything. >>> 。Many years later, Xiao Heng still couldn't forget the look in Jian Tong's eyes at that time. He still couldn't understand how one person's eyes could be both flamboyant and humble, blending two completely opposite emotions together. 。What kind of experience could make a person possess two completely different qualitiesJian Tong pushed Xiao Heng away and ran. 。She couldn't run fast at all, and tripped after just a few steps. 。She didn't care at all. She pushed herself up, leaning against the wall, trying to get as far away from Xiao Heng as possible. 。Her thoughts were in turmoil... as if the worst possible thing had been discovered. 。After being released from prison, she longed for a simple life: a full stomach, a place to sleep, self-sufficiency, saving some money, and traveling to Erhai Lake. There, with her own eyes, she would witness the clarity and azure blue that had always been out of reach within the prison walls. 。She could no longer withstand any storms. 。Xiao Heng wanted to help her, but the moment he moved faster, the woman seemed like she was being chased by a ghost. She leaned against the wall, dragging herself along halfway, looking utterly miserable. 。Xiao Heng could only helplessly slow his pace. 。Jian Tong knocked on the door and walked in. 。The moment she stepped inside, she sensed an unusually eerie atmosphere in the private room. 。Under dim lighting, a few guests sat on the sofa, next to several female models. 。Only a pure-looking girl stood in front of the crystal table in the private room. 。This girl she knows, is a new waitress, called Qin Mumu, and she lives in the same dormitory with her. 。is a student at Tsinghua University. 。"Little Sister Jian..." Qin Mumumu suddenly called out to her in a choked voice, Jian Tong was startled and her whole body tensed up instantly. 。In the private room, seven or eight pairs of eyes "whoosh" all fell on her. Jian Tong could only grit his teeth and say: "I'm a cleaner called from downstairs." 。The moment she spoke, her rough voice gave her away. 。Several people in the private room, each with a frown of dissatisfaction. 。Jian Tong had been working at Donghuang for three months, knowing that actions speak louder than words. 。She was just a cleaner, and even if people complained about her voice, no one would really target her. 。But Qin Mumu doesn't seem to understand the situation, and meddling in other people's business might not be harmless. 。All the way, she hung her head and walked around Qin Mumumu, heading to the restroom in the VIP room. The VIP room came with a bathroom, and the bathroom was equipped with cleaning supplies, all neatly stored in a special cabinet so as not to affect the aesthetics of the bathroom. 。Jan was holding a mop in one hand and a bucket of water in the other as she came out 。She just kept her head down and cleaned, ignoring Qin Mumumu's pleading glances. 。Three years in prison taught her not to be arrogant and to remember who she was. 。Otherwise, someone could easily make her life a living hell. 。She is not Qin Mumu. Although her family is poor, she still has parents and is a student at S University. 。She's Jian Tong, now just a common criminal who has served her time! She is nothing, she can't withstand the wind, frost, snow and rain. 。cannot withstand even the slightest breeze. 。I am incapable of helping others at all. 。"After singing this song, you can leave." 。 。Jian Tong quietly raised her head and looked at Qin Mumumu biting her lip, as if she had been deeply humiliated. "I don't..." Jian Tong's mop suddenly lost its balance, dragging across Qin Mumumu's shoes. Qin Mumumu jumped in fright and forgot what she was about to say, looking at Jian Tong 。Jian Tong looked up and apologized: "I'm sorry, I dragged your shoes." 。This seemingly insignificant remark drew the glances of several men in the private room. 。

Jian Tong could hear Qin Mumumu's indignant voice by her ear: "I'm not a model, nor am I a VIP princess. I don't sing, I'm just a waitress who serves tea and water!"

Jian Tong regretted slapping herself at this moment... some people you can help, and some people you just can't.

Qin Mumumu's choice, Jian Tong didn't know, but if it were Jian Tong, she wouldn't offend these young masters because of a song. In the VIP room of Dong Huang, their identities weren't low. How could they allow a small waitress to defy them

Qin Mumumu didn't give these young masters face, so how could these young masters let Qin Mumumu go easily

These young masters had seen all kinds of women. Seeing Qin Mumumu's simple and pretty appearance, asking her to sing a song was giving her a step down. If Qin Mumumu obediently finished the song and left, these young masters wouldn't bother her again.

It seems she went out of her way to help Qin Mumumu, only to attract the attention of the guests in the private room. 。Little Tong said: Hurry up and clean up, hurry up and leave. 。< This place, stay for a moment more. Who knows what changes may come after > 。Just helped Qin Mumumu, if this offends the guests in the private room, I'll be implicated too. 。It's probably best to leave this room as soon as possible. 。"Oh Quite high and mighty, huh" This time, a carefree voice replied, "Refusing to sing Fine, drink this bottle of wine on the table, then you can leave." 。“I won't drink! I’m not a waitress here to accompany you with drinks!” "Hee hee hee, Not drinking" A playful voice laughed: "I think this isn't something you can just say no to." 。"Come to the Dong Huang, don't just be a waiter, even if you're a cleaning lady, as long as the guests request it, you have to cooperate obediently, right" Hearing this nonchalant voice bring up the term "cleaning lady," Jian Tong inexplicably felt a bad premonition in her heart. 。The next second, my premonition came true. 。"Hey, over there, yeah, I'm talking to you" 。"Cleaners, what do you think"ld have to send him back to the old master's side. He also said he would give him a generous sum of money.Could all the money in the world buy back his daughter's lifeYet, the gentleman defended this...