This is not a fallen angel in a small town, this is Shanghai.

When I stepped into the harem, I almost had a determination to die.

The mommy who took us is called Sister Xia, although her identity is Mommy, she is actually only twenty-seven or eighteen years old, very young and beautiful, when she sees me and Keren, her eyes are smiling, "Yo, Gray is really filial to me, introduced such two beautiful girls to me, follow Sister Xia, I will be out as soon as I train you." After a year, both of you are the most famous courtesans in Shanghai. ”

I thought about it for a long time before I realized that Ash Ash is a lovely little sister, her real name is Zhou Zhifen, in this kind of place, she naturally has to give herself a stage name.

Keren took out a professional smile, "Thank you Sister Xia for your appreciation." ”

I followed her, I didn't know what to say, Sister Xia was attracted by my silence, looked me up and down, after a while, she walked up to me like she had found a treasure, and grabbed me by both arms, "Take two steps and I'll see." ”

She also smells of perfume, but it is completely different from the pungent smell on Sister Mei's body, fresh and elegant, and she smells noble.

I looked at her blankly, not knowing what she meant, but the person stood aside and gave me a look, "Sister Xia wants to lift you up, let you go, you can go." ”

I squeezed out a stiff smile and took two steps in front of Sister Xia, feeling like meat on a chopping board.

Sister Xia giggled, "Little girl, are you still a chick? Ah, yo, then Sister Xia is going to focus on cultivating you! You don't know how scarce chicks are on the Bund!"

My face turned red, and I didn't know how to deal with Sister Xia's words.

However, Sister Xia did not break her promise, she did regard me as a key training object.

As a young lady, what you sell is the body, and the most valuable thing about the body is the first time, so the odd goods can live, even if the appearance and figure are poor, you can sell it for a good price when you sell it for the first time, let alone look beautiful.

My appearance is pure, and I am a genuine "chick", Sister Xia regards me as a treasure, she spared no expense, let me go to the piano shop to learn piano, go to the gym to find a private trainer.

Every day I have to drink a bowl of swiftlet's nest and drink it with royal jelly water instead of boiled water. Sister Xia said that persisting like this can make the skin white and tender, and the breasts soft.

On weekdays, except for the relatively high-end wine bureau, Sister Xia never let me pick up customers randomly, let alone introduce a ......

Before I knew it, I had been in the harem for half a year.

In the past six months, under the polishing of Sister Xia, I have almost completely changed as a person. My appearance has become more pure than when I was in school, but my heart has long been worldly and smooth.

I go in and out of all kinds of luxurious places on the Bund, I wear decent clothes and delicate nude makeup, no matter what other people say, I can skillfully pick up the topic, and make others think that I am proficient in this way, and people who don't know my identity will think that I am a rich child.

I realized the power of money and I knew that I would be able to make money soon......

In the past six months, I have never returned to my hometown, so I bought Qiao Ran a mobile phone and mailed it over, relying on my mobile phone to contact her. I told her that I had found a job in Shanghai, which was safe enough to support the two of us, and when she took the college entrance examination, she would fill in the university in Shanghai, so that our sisters would be together. I also told her not to take any more money from Wang Xiaobiao, and not to tell Wang Xiaobiao anything about me, and it was best that she should not even have any contact with Wang Xiaobiao.

I don't know if Qiao Ran did what I asked, but Wang Xiaobiao did never look for me again.

I don't know why I resist Wang Xiaobiao so much who has helped me so much, and even want to erase him from my memory. Maybe his goodness, for me, is the unbearable lightness of life.