[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Mr. Elegant Landmallock

Ms. Mark almost rudely reached out to pull JJ in but was stopped by Dominique's stick out.

Dominic tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile, "Ma'am, in order to prove that our waists are indeed legs, let us go in by ourselves."

Under the gaze of Dominic's gentle olive green eyes, Ms. Mark shivered subconsciously in fear, then shrank stiffly aside and let the three of them walk in by themselves.

The three entered the room very quickly, and Ms. Mark immediately closed the door vigilantly.The three of them looked at this extremely simple but much neater room in comparison. Some of the room had scorched marks on the edges, and even tablecloths with patches of different colors printed with complicated patterns. I tried very hard to choose similar fabrics to repair, but the gap was still too large; the worn-out sofa was covered with yellow stains that could not be washed off, and the broken sofa cover was patched up with fine stitches.

There are many such things in this room. It can be seen that the owner desperately wants to pursue a refined and elegant life, but there are many graffiti belonging to children that are incompatible with this environment on the few furniture in this room.At a glance, the corners of the room are piled with children's toys and books carefully locked in boxes, and there are several horizontal lines in a certain corner.

This is the home of a false woman who is greedy for wealth and honor, and who still maintains a superficial illusion and is reluctant to accept reality even if she is poor.It is also the home of a mother who loves her children so much that she is willing to give up all her vanities.

JJ saw the only photo on the table that was placed in a frame and placed in the light. The photo was extremely old and dim, and it was obviously taken many years ago.

In the photo is a beautiful woman with blond hair and blue eyes, long golden wavy hair scattered around her body, one side is tied up to reveal a white and slender swan neck, wearing a polar red slim mermaid dress, not many accessories on her body, But very just right.The woman's makeup is strong but not exaggerated. All under the support of the woman's arrogant and elegant temperament, it only appears that the woman has a unique charm.

Ms. Mark noticed JJ's gaze, and showed a very mocking smile, "What? Didn't you think that this kind of old witch was so beautiful before? Or did you never expect that people like me would be so beautiful? A high-ranking prostitute|female?"

Dominique and Aaron also saw that photo.Aaron frowned slightly when he heard her words, then turned to Ms. Mark and asked, "You seem to look down on prostitutes?"

"What do you mean?!" Ms. Mark's voice suddenly became sharp, "Do you think prostitutes deserve to be looked up to?! They are the dirtiest and most useless things in the world, they are The rubbish and waste in this world, they @#%￥@%#····"

Ms. Mark said all kinds of dirty words angrily, but she couldn't help but calm down under the gaze of Aaron's calm eyes.

Aaron looked at her calmly: "I heard that the real high-class prostitutes are all highly educated people."

Of course, this does not refer to just going to school, but to their knowledge, experience, their words, deeds, and conversation.Some people have not gone to school, but they have received "higher education" through a lot of reading and accumulation of their literary literacy; The literacy of students cannot be regarded as having received "higher education".

"Higher education," Ms. Mark gave a disdainful laugh, "what the hell are the higher education, what the hell are the high-class prostitutes, they are just a group of inferior people who have been wrapped in layers of ridiculous packaging in order to be sold at a higher price. It's just a product." Maybe the high-class prostitutes in the past were indeed very powerful, but now?Ah.

Aaron: "But you still gave up your life in the Middle District and came here willingly for your children."

Ms. Mark's face changed, "What are you talking about?"

Aaron: "The jewelry on you in that photo isn't fake, and from your casual attitude it's clear they weren't borrowed or 'packaged'. The people who own them obviously don't live People here, I think this is why you despise yourself? You should have lived in the middle class, but you ended up becoming a prostitute. Your knowledge and temperament are not or not all packaged."

That's right, Aaron noticed just now that Ms. Mark used mostly self-deprecating words when mocking and insulting prostitutes, and the more disgust in her eyes was not for prostitutes but for herself.It's not that she hates prostitutes, but she hates herself who has become a prostitute.

Ms. Mark trembled her lips, but stared at the ground with a pale face, silent as if refusing to talk.

Aaron pursed his lips, but Dominic suddenly interjected, "You must have been young when you gave birth to her?"

"...Young?" After a long time, Ms. Mark couldn't help muttering, "What's so young, is thirties considered young for prostitutes, especially senior prostitutes?"

"Is she an accident?" Dominic looked at Ms. Mark with a smile.

Ms. Mark looked up at him, and didn't really want to say anything.But under his gaze, he still spoke slowly in his soft words, "Yes... an accident. I don't know who her father is, and I don't know that it was the hole Well, it still didn't work that time. I didn't kill the child, but chose to give birth to her. Although they all said that I wanted to take the opportunity to rely on the rich man, but what is there to rely on?

If I really want to be a mistress, I can just find someone to take care of me. As for still spending time here?I just... probably just wanted a blood companion so badly. "

Ms. Mark paused, not knowing what kind of memories she recalled, she had a rare happy smile on her face, "I have to say that it is really difficult to raise a child. But for me who have saved a certain amount In fact, it’s not too difficult, as long as I’m just a simple ‘raiser’.” No education, no entertainment, no friends, no decent clothes, no very delicate meals, just want to feed a child so simply It doesn't actually cost that much.

"But how can I be willing?" Ms. Mark couldn't help stretching out her hands and gesticulating in the air, her eyes began to moisten, as if she was completely immersed in memories, "How could I be willing to let that child who is so cute, kind, and gentle Just living in such a daze?"

So she started to buy clothes for the children, cook delicious meals, buy all kinds of toys, and she even wanted to send the children to school, but even though she lived in the middle-level area as a gangster, she still wanted a place. It was very difficult, and she spent almost all her savings to buy her a quota.But for the same high living expenses and tuition fees, she could only sell the house and move to the slums, and in the end she had no choice but to return to her previous job.

At that time, she didn't dare to pick on customers, and she didn't dare to put a long line to catch big fish. Her children couldn't afford a month's living expenses.So she could only drag her body and 'take orders' frantically and without any hesitation.That was her most painful and happiest day, and it was a period of time when she finally felt that being a prostitute was of some use to her.

Even though her body collapsed completely, her child finally finished school.Although she did not enter the upper area to find a high-paying job in the end, she was also very satisfied that she was able to find a low-paying but stable job in the middle area.

But not long after, her child quit her job, lived in a slum, and became a high-class prostitute.She quarreled, scolded, and even fought with her daughter like crazy. She didn't even know that she who loved children so much would say so many and cruel things.

She hates the child who doesn't know what is good and what is bad, who has given everything to her, but what she hates more is herself, who is worse than trash, who can't do anything, only being a prostitute can support her children, which is the world The dirtiest thing in the world not only defiles one's own child, but even destroys the child's whole life.