The role of fast wear blackened big BOSS

Chapter 937 Oiran (7)

Baitang nodded, his probing eyes swept over Xie Yaoxin.

"Sister, let my sister take a closer look at your injury."

Baitang turned around and exposed the wound on his neck to Xie Yaoxin.

Xie Yao's heart was quite complicated: "Sister, you are really willing to give yourself a hard hand."

[With the will to die in my heart, I will naturally be ruthless. ]
The original owner really wanted to die, not pretending.

"Sister, don't give up your life just for a man and a few years of money. A man is just for fun. You can use it for fun when you are bored. You must not give your heart. If the money is gone, you can earn it again. With my younger sister's ability, I don't have to worry about not being able to earn money."

[A momentary thought. ]
After a pause, he made up again.

[I believe in love in the world. ]
Xie Yao sneered heartily, propped her head, revealing a part of Yingying's arm: "There are affectionate men in the world, and there are affectionate men, but this is more or less common."

"An old saying once said that a scholar's procrastination can still be said, but a woman's procrastination cannot be said. The younger sister is more proficient in poetry and poetry than the older sister. How can I forget this sentence. Once a woman is addicted to love, it is difficult to escape."

"And our identities..."

Saying that, Xie Yao's heart was full of sadness, and she wept secretly, which made people feel distressed.

"Don't think they are chasing us now, it's just because we have a good look. How long can we last? If that's the case, why don't you use the time when your appearance is still there to save yourself some money."

"Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and us... now we are called oirans, the number one name, and we are well-known and highly praised. But in fact, our status is not as good as that of businessmen, prostitutes...you will not fall into the status of prostitutes Among the people, no son from a better family or a dignitary would choose a prostitute as his wife. A prostitute is a concubine, and she will not be a wife."

"Not to mention the innocent scholar who is going to take the exam today. Even if he fails the exam, he is still a scholar, and he will be respected when he returns to the village. If he is in high school, he will be an official. There is a prostitute as his wife and concubine. It's hard to move an inch above the court, and you will be excluded by others. If you don't have high school, you will marry you as promised, sister, I still worry about you."

"He was once in the world, and he married you, so he couldn't hold his head up in front of other scholars. He may be in love for a year or two, but after three or five years, his sister is old and decrepit, and he has been squeezed out by others. Pointing out, what should you do?"

When Xie Yaoxin heard that Zhang Yiwan would not follow the original owner, she felt that she had lost her head and was not thinking long-term.

But the matter had already happened, and the five-day period had been set, so she guessed that the original owner took out his savings.

Redempting the body of an oiran lady is not a small amount, Zhang Yiwan must not be able to afford the money, and the younger sister must have gambled all of her wealth when she set a five-day deadline.

That being the case, she couldn't say anything.

He didn't move, but sent Dan'er to take a look on the day before Fengyi Building was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and she opened a small window on the top of the building to watch.

The incense was burned out, and the incense jar was already cold.

That Mr. Zhang didn't come either...

Then I heard that she committed suicide for love.

As a sister, Xie Yao knew that she didn't just commit suicide for love.

[No matter the origin of a hero, I will become a regrettable and admirable person in the future. ]
I regret her rough life experience, regret that she had a dark time, and admire her knowledge.

(End of this chapter)