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As soon as she penetrated the original owner's body, Meng Wenyao couldn't react for a moment. She asked hesitantly: "This is a brothel and I am a prostitute?"

The little girl's face showed visible embarrassment before she explained: "This is indeed a brothel. Girl, you were sold in yesterday. I don't know what your identity was before. But if you enter our Baihua Building, you will not die unless you die." Otherwise, you won't be able to get out, girl, please stop making trouble, there are many ways to torture people in this building."

As she said this, she looked around. Although there was no one else in the room, the little girl was still too cautious.

"I heard that Jin Yan in our building used to be an official lady. She was sold into the house after her house was ransacked. At first, she was too tired to accept customers. Later, I heard that she was trained by Mr. Liu for one night, and then came out. Jin Yan Yan has changed into a different person and dares to take off her clothes in the hall. Girl, you must not be stubborn, otherwise Mr. Liu will find out and he will die even if he wants to."

As soon as she propped up her weak body, Meng Wenyao lay down again: "The system misunderstood me!"

No wonder there is no requirement to have a child. It is difficult for this prostitute to have a child.

Looking at the blue-grey window curtains above my head, I felt extremely melancholy. Becoming a rich woman was not only a matter of time, but also a matter of physical strength.

"You go down, I'm taking a nap, I'm dizzy."

"Girl, I don't dare to leave you alone in the room, otherwise I won't be able to survive if you die."

Meng Wenyao opened her mouth but said nothing. She closed her eyes and searched through the memory of the original owner.

In the memory of the original owner, she was the daughter of the owner of the largest clothing store in the capital, but this owner had only been female for several generations.

After Meng Wenyao's grandmother passed away, Meng Wenyao's mother and father Xiang Demei were very loving, so they entrusted all the business to her husband. Unfortunately, Meng Wenyao's mother passed away within a year.

A few months later, Meng Wenyao's father Xiang Demeni took in his concubine Aunt Wen, saying that she could take better care of Meng Wenyao, and then he went out to Jiangnan to buy cloth.

A few months after the death of Meng Wenyao's mother, an elegant and handsome son, Shi Jingshan, appeared in Meng Wenyao's life. The day before yesterday, she was invited by Shi Jingshan to go out for fun.

Suddenly I was knocked unconscious, and when I woke up I was in this brothel.

It is obvious that the charming young master Shi Jingshan is undoubtedly a personal trafficker.

But how did an elegant and handsome young man hook up with Meng Wenyao in the boudoir.

Meng Wenyao's head ached thinking about it, and finally she remembered that it was Aunt Wen who was the concubine of her father. She gave Meng Wenyao a fan with an elegant and romantic inscription on it. Meng Wenyao was very happy and asked Aunt Wen to find the person who wrote the inscription. It was love at first sight with Shi Jingshan.

As a person who has experienced life and death, Meng Wenyao is very sure that the reason why she was sold in a brothel was 100% due to the concubine Aunt Wen and Shi Jingshan working together.

But it's not certain whether her father, Xiang Demei, knew about it.

She had just been sold to a brothel for two days, and her father was still on his way back from Jiangnan. If she returned home now, she would not be able to determine what role her father played in this conspiracy.

Fortunately, there was a system in place, and Meng Wenyao could not suffer any loss in the brothel for the time being. She decided to stay in the brothel for a few days, wait for the right opportunity before going out, and see how her father reacted after she disappeared.

After falling asleep for a while, the little girl woke me up again: "Girl, it's time to eat."

Meng Wenyao opened her eyes and saw a middle-aged lady who was about thirty years old and still had charm. This was probably the mother in the brothel.

Pretending to be scared, Meng Wenyao hid in the bed, and saw the old lady saying coquettishly: "Daughter, don't be afraid, from now on, I will be your mother. As long as you are honest and obedient, the official lady If you have any, I’ll give them to you for my mother’s sake, be good and eat.”

Pretending to be completely shocked, Meng Wenyao timidly took a few mouthfuls of food, and then looked at the madam in horror, thinking that this man would not let her receive guests tonight.

"You're so good. From now on, you can call me Mama Yao. Now that you have entered our building, you will be a member of our building from now on whether you live or die. Have you forgotten all the things that happened outside before?"

Meng Wenyao nodded and saw that Yao's mother's smile deepened a little: "If you are really a good boy, it's better to be good. If you are good, you will suffer less. Tell mom, do you know how to play the piano, sing and dance?"

How should I say this? If I say yes, can I be a geisha who is a prostitute but not a prostitute? Will I start working tonight?

If not, would Yao's mother arrange for someone to be trained, or would she directly drag Meng Wenyao into prostitution?

During this hesitation, Yao's mother said cheerfully: "Don't be afraid. If you know how to do it, you should show off your skills first and not sell yourself. If you don't know how to do it, and you really don't want to sell yourself, my mother will see that you are good and let you learn for half a year. If you can't learn, How about we come out and pick up customers after half a year?"

She turned out to be a very humane mother. Meng Wenyao smiled shyly and said timidly: "Thank you, mother."

"Okay, then you rest first, I'll leave first."

As soon as Mother Yao left, the little girl immediately began to murmur: "Girl, do you think Mother Yao is a nice person?"

Meng Wenyao nodded, isn't it? I am willing to give her half a year to study. What a good training this is.

"Hey, girl, you don't understand the rules in this building. The new girl can't be sold for a price. You are so good-looking. Mom must help you make a name for yourself first. Everyone will know you in half a year. Then you can sell it at a good price.”

As expected, he was ignorant. Meng Wenyao really had no knowledge in this area and asked sincerely: "Then what should I do?"

The little girl said seriously: "Of course, within these six months, I have to find a man who is willing to redeem the girl's life and get married. Otherwise, once I accept a guest, I will be scolded for the rest of my life."

Unexpectedly, this little girl has quite mature thoughts at such a young age.

"What's your name? How old are you? Did you buy it too?"

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned red and she said for a long time: "My name is Zhaodi. I bought it. I am nine years old this year."

Meng Wenyao wanted to say that you looked six or seven years old, but thinking that the child might be malnourished, she quickly changed her words and said, "I'll change your name to Sister Tian. I hope you will be happy and sweet in your future life. "

The words made Sister Tian's eyes blurry. She wiped them randomly and said with a smile: "Thank you, girl. I will protect the girl to the death in this building from now on."

Just one name made a little girl so happy, and Meng Wenyao suddenly felt the urge to rescue this girl.

Starting from the second day, Meng Wenyao started her academic journey. She learned dance in the morning, piano in the afternoon, and memorized poetry in the evening. It was like taking the college entrance examination.

On this day, Meng Wenyao was playing the piano. When she heard the chaotic sounds in the building, it suddenly became silent. Sister Tian ran out and came back a while later. She lay in Meng Wenyao's ear and said, "The Prince of Nan'an is here. The whole building is cleared." ”