Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   Xie Yaoxin held a flower in her hand. The red petals made her skin fairer, but there was a sense of sadness all over her body.

"Sister, these words are all about men. The last sentence is an extravagant wish. Pity... no, it's just pity when you are beautiful. There is only love, no pity. Admiration? Who would admire a prostitute. The level of prostitutes Identity is always the biggest and heaviest shackle on us."

   Xie Yao said, and smiled again.

"Let's not talk about this, sister. Seeing you now, calm, calm, confident, and indifferent, I know that you will no longer have the will to die, and my sister is relieved. But, my sister once again warned my sister that those who are not in the dust Ladies, don't be emotional."

   "I can't move, and I don't have the right to move. If I move, I'm in so much pain that I can't stand it for the rest of my life."

  [I see. ]

  Baitang could understand their thoughts very well.

   Such a world is destined to be so.

  Men who come here to have fun, look down on prostitutes while playing with prostitutes. From the bottom of my heart, I feel that a prostitute is the lowest kind of woman.

   One sentence, a **** is ruthless, and even erects a memorial archway after becoming a bitch. Don't they also talk about themselves in the cafeteria?

   Those who come to prostitute feel that they are more noble than those who sell.

   What's more, almost none of the girls in Fengyilou volunteered, they were all sold in.

  The family is short of money, and the heartless parents will sell their daughters. Beautiful women with no family background will also be missed.

  Identities like the original owner were not spared.

   People are fearful. If you have a prostitute's daughter, you will be looked down upon. Ordinary people, for the sake of their own reputation, would not recognize a prostitute as their daughter, and they are even more afraid that her existence will affect their family style, which will cause the men in the clan to fail to obtain good wives, and their daughters will not be able to marry a good husband.

  A family, even the patriarch, sometimes feels sorry for his daughter, and he should not take such a daughter back in a fair and honest manner.

  In such an environment, it is difficult for these girls who are sold into the brothel to survive even if they leave the brothel.

  Whoever grants land household registration must be dominated by men. There must be a man, and there must be a man to have a place to live.

   "Sister, sister will tell you about my sister again. You are a rare bosom friend of my sister. Apart from you, my sister doesn't know who to talk to."

  Xie Yao's heart was full of entanglement, such a beauty, such an expression, made people feel even more distressed.

  Baitang slightly nodded his head as a sign of yes.

   "Sister, half a month ago, I met a person. I didn't pick up the guest that night. I had already rested."

  "When I was half asleep and half awake, I felt that someone had entered my room. My sister's body was broken, and even if it was not clean, she wouldn't let anyone touch it. I was about to call someone."

   "The man put a knife on my neck and threatened me that if I made a sound, he would kill me. Naturally, I didn't dare to make a sound."

   "He asked me to play a play with him on the bed. Although I didn't want to, but he held the knife in his hand, so I compromised. Played a play of upside down on the bed."

   "Later, he said it was ok, and he used up my wound medicine again, and left."

   "I originally thought that I was unlucky to meet such a person, and this matter should end here."

   "But yesterday, this person sneaked into my room again..."