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Xiaohong, the personal maid, looked at Huo Yirong and said worriedly...

"Miss, you can't hide the fact that you pawned Mr. Zhao's family heirloom. How about we tell the master and let him find a way to go to the pawn shop to redeem the things? Otherwise, Zhao Shangshu really Once the report goes to the emperor, we won’t be able to eat and walk away.”

Huo Yirong shook his head and said...

"No, if dad knows that I pawned Mr. Zhao's family heirloom in order to buy opium, he will beat me to death."

When her mother died, she lost her virginity again and felt that her life was ruined. When she was at her most desperate, she met Mr. Zhuang. Mr. Zhuang said that there was something that could make people forget all the pain and troubles. Ask Huo Yi Do you dare to try it?

At that time, Huo Yirong wanted to die, so how could he not dare?

In this way, Huo Yirong learned to smoke the wealth ointment under the temptation of Mr. Zhuang.

Because this thing is very rare in the capital, and it is a rare item imported from neighboring countries, the price is very expensive, and only some wealthy people can afford it.

When Huo Yirong smoked for the first time, he really felt very happy. All his worries disappeared instantly. His whole body seemed to be in a cloud, very excited and happy.

So she went to Mr. Zhuang every now and then to get the rich cream.

At the beginning, Mr. Zhuang was very generous and gave it to her every time she asked.

However, as time went by and Huo Yirong became addicted, Mr. Zhuang fell out and insisted on giving her money to buy it.

At that time, Huo Yirong had not used Fugui Cream for three days. He was listless and yawning all the time. The most terrible thing was that the situation was getting worse and worse. Later, his whole body was extremely itchy, as if there were ten thousand ants biting him inside, and he was in pain. Unbearable.

It was only then that Huo Yirong knew that he had been harmed by Master Zhuang. It turned out that Fugui Cream was a drug. If you smoked it too much, you would become addicted. If you didn't smoke it for a few days, it would be like thousands of ants piercing your heart, and the pain would be worse than death.

She had no choice but to use her personal money to buy Fugui Cream. Gradually, her private money was used up and she had no money to smoke Fugui Cream. She felt so uncomfortable that she had to ask Mr. Zhuang again.

At this time, Mr. Zhuang finally showed his true face. He said that he could give Huo Yirong the wealth ointment for free, but he would have to exchange his body for it. In this way, Huo Yirong committed himself to Mr. Zhuang for the sake of the wealth ointment.

Mr. Zhuang was also a ruthless man. Not only did he occupy Huo Yirong's body, but sometimes in order to please his business partners, he would ask Huo Yirong to sleep with them.

If Huo Yirong dared to resist, he would cut off her wealth.

Of course Huo Yirong did not dare to resist in order to save his life.

Therefore, this is why so many people in the capital saw Huo Yirong accompanying those old men in the street.

She was controlled by Mr. Zhuang for drugs, and she couldn't help herself.

Personal maid: "Miss, there is no way to go on like this. We have to find a way to get through it quickly."

Muddle through?

When the maid said this, an idea flashed in Huo Yirong's mind. As if she remembered something, she quickly asked the maid to come over and whispered a few words in her ear.

After hearing this, the maid looked up at Huo Yirong doubtfully and asked, "Miss, is this okay?"

Huo Yirong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "You should find a jewelry master with better skills, give him more money, and let him do better workmanship. It is best to make it look like the real thing."

"It doesn't matter even if it's close, as long as there are eight images. Anyway, when the Zhao family takes things back, they just lock them in the warehouse."

After Huo Yirong finished speaking, he handed the portrait of himself with the gold necklace to the maid and asked her to take it out and let the master craftsman look at the portrait to make a fake.

"Yes." The maid took the portrait, agreed and hurried away.

As soon as he walked away with his front legs, the butler came with his back legs.

Huo Yirong naturally knew why the housekeeper came. It must be the lobbyist called by her father. However, before the fakes were made, she could not promise her father to return them to the Zhao family, so she said...

"Butler, stop talking. Anyway, I don't agree to return the things to the Zhao family. Mr. Zhao was the one who sorry for me first and ruined my reputation in front of the people in the city. Now he wants me to return the things. He's dreaming."

The housekeeper advised earnestly: "Miss, even if you don't think about yourself, think about the master. The master is an official in the court. If we don't return the betrothal gift to the Shangshu Mansion, what will others think of the master?"

He was too embarrassed to tell a lot of embarrassing news about the eldest lady, and he didn't even dare to tell the master. Otherwise, with the master's temper, he would definitely explode.

During these days, rumors spread throughout the capital that the eldest lady went out to sell herself because the Taiwei Mansion was too poor.

Hearing this, Huo Yirong seemed to be very touched and said thoughtfully...

"Butler, you're right. Let's do this. I'll send someone to return the things to Shangshu Mansion tomorrow. Is that okay?"

The housekeeper was very happy when he heard this and immediately went back to tell the lieutenant.

Huo Shenghao thought that his eldest daughter was overthinking it, so he didn't care. He nodded, sighed and said...

"It's okay for Rong'er to think about it, but with her current reputation, she missed out on Mr. Zhao's marriage. I'm afraid it will be difficult to find a rich family with such good conditions to become the first wife in the future."

Butler: "Master, don't worry, our Taiwei Mansion is also a prestigious family in the capital. As long as you are willing, the eldest lady will always find a good home."

Huo Shenghao nodded and said: "I hope Rong'er will find a good home in the future, otherwise I will feel sorry for her dead mother."

In fact, he had no hope at all.

After all, the wealthy families in the capital now avoid Huo Yirong as soon as they are mentioned, as if they are seeing a ghost. Who dares to want her?