Zhao Yaxian looked panicked, looked at the strange man in front of her, and kept shaking her head and crying.

You Zhengzhe looked at Zhao Yaxian, who was full of tears, stretched out his hand and pinched her face mercilessly and lifted it up.

The rope on her mouth touched the pain on her body and wrists, and Zhao Yaxian kept squeezing her tears in pain.

"You say this is your niece?" You Zhengzhe was puzzled, raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, and threw Zhao Yaxian's face aside with disdain: "She is not like you at all, according to me, she looks much better than you." ”

The man endured the unhappiness in his heart, and looked at You Zhengzhe with a hippie smile: "I promise that I am a niece and will not cause you any trouble." ”

In the black market of City B, the most taboo thing is lies.

If a lie has weight, it must be something that no one can lift.

"Okay." You Zhengzhe relieved his mouth and glanced at the secretary on the side.

The secretary understood and took Zhao Yaxian directly to the backstage, while the man was arranged by You Zhengzhe to sit directly below the "stage", waiting for Zhao Yaxian to turn into a "dancer" and go to the stage for auction.

took Zhao Yaxian to the backstage, the secretary carefully loosened the rope on her body for her, and Zhao Yaxian, who was unrestrained, hurriedly got up and begged for mercy from the secretary with a helpless face.

"Uncle, let me go!" Zhao Yaxian cried, her voice was hoarse, and her lips were rubbed bloodshot: "I don't know him, I'm not his niece at all!" ”

Seeing her crying, although the secretary was distressed, he couldn't let her go without permission.

"Don't cry." The secretary deliberately pretended to be cold, and he didn't care about it: "Since you have been brought here, you have to start getting used to it, and learn how to please the master in the audience." ”

Zhao Yaxian was stunned, and cautiously walked to the curtain and opened a gap.

There are all kinds of people in the audience, they are tall, short, fat and thin of different ages, the only thing they have in common is that they are dressed as unusually gentlemanly, and their suits and bodies modify their figures.

"Little sister, you have to pray for blessings, if you can be slapped away by a better-tempered "audience", then your life may be better, if you are patted away by a bad-tempered person......" The secretary paused, glanced at a man with a big belly standing under the stage, and instantly his face was extremely pale.

"Then you'll have to ask for more." The secretary said indifferently, pulled Zhao Yaxian over, and pressed her to the chair on the side.

The makeup artist waited for a long time, and looked at the petite Zhao Yaxian in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

She looked at the secretary on the side and asked suspiciously, "Why does You always accept such a young child?" Have you changed your sex? ”

Although I have seen some parents and family members who sell underage children and kidnappers who have kidnapped them before, You Zinan has refused one by one, why do you see such a young child in the dressing room today?

Doesn't look like you're even ten years old? Eight years old?

"Do your part." The secretary reminded and glanced at Zhao Yaxian's face reflected in the mirror: "Today I saw Old Man Hu coming, he is a well-known love and childlike fetish here." ”

The makeup artist was shocked: "Every time he asks us if there are any young "dancers" who still haven't given up to this day? ”

The secretary nodded: "Not only does he have a love and childishness, but there are several "dancers" who are injured under his hands, and this little girl is still so young, I'm afraid she can't bear it." ”

The worry in his heart rose leisurely, but the makeup artist didn't dare to let Zhao Yaxian go, and always felt that their Mr. You was very strange during this time.

The president, who was once patient and sunny and gentle, has now become a smiling tiger, no different from usual on the surface, but has become irritable and irritable.

The president, who used to be able to talk happily together, has now become a big devil.

The makeup artist sighed, so she had to take the makeup props in her hand and keep smearing them on Zhao Yaxian's somewhat red, swollen and pale little face.

"Sister." Zhao Yaxian opened her mouth, choked on a mouthful of powder, coughed a few times and cried, "Can you let me go?" Although I don't have parents, I will definitely come back to repay you when I grow up. ”

She kept crying, and the makeup she had just painted became a little flowery.

Hearing the news of the death of her parents, the makeup artist was visibly shaken, she looked at Zhao Yaxian in front of her with pity, and opened her mouth lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

"I'd love to help, but I'm sorry." The makeup artist wiped away her tears, and her movements were gentle and delicate: "Our president's personality has changed greatly, if I let you go, I will definitely be miserable." ”

Zhao Yaxian's only hope was also completely shattered, she felt the cruelty of the outside world for the first time, what would happen if other children were killed?

Will they have their parents to save them, will someone intercede for them? Perhaps they will be protected like a fragile treasure, never witnessing the cruelty of the world.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yaxian's originally desperate heart became unwavering, she lowered her eyes, and her tears no longer flowed as if they had dried up.

"Sister, I don't blame you." Zhao Yaxian spoke, and suddenly remembered Su Ruoxi's smiling appearance and the little hedgehog she said.

I didn't expect that she was going to find the little hedgehog so soon, I wonder if the little hedgehog still remembers her?

As soon as she thought of the appearance of the little hedgehog, Zhao Yaxian lost her tears, raised her eyes lightly to look at the makeup artist in front of her, and closed her eyes.

"Sister, please continue."

Her calm appearance made the makeup artist uneasy, but she didn't dare to disobey You Zhengzhe, so the makeup artist had to tremble her hands and paint little by little on her immature and baby fat face.

After a while, Zhao Yaxian, who was originally pale and earthy, turned into a beautiful girl, her makeup covered her real age, and she looked like a teenage flower-like girl.

That's enough.

The makeup artist thought that even if she couldn't save Zhao Yaxian from here, at least she could be properly kept away from that perverted Master Hu.

Zhao Yaxian stared at herself in the mirror and looked at it, stretched out her hand to wipe the delicate makeup on her little face, and wiped the foundation on her hand on the wet wipes on the side.

"Why?" The makeup artist was puzzled and looked at her suspiciously.

didn't speak, Zhao Yaxian just smiled faintly, the smile was bitter, helpless, and sad.

Since it is destined to be embraced on the "stage", why bother with these useless powders?

The secretary stood aside, seemingly sympathetic to Zhao Yaxian's experience, but from the first day he came here, he vowed to follow You Zhengzhe and never betray.

"Now that you're ready, let's go." The secretary urged impatiently, and he clearly felt the complaining look from the makeup artist, pretending that he didn't see anything.

took Zhao Yaxian out of the backstage, and behind the "stage" were the women who were ready to go on stage, their faces full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Seeing Zhao Yaxian for the first time, everyone was stunned, and raised their eyes to look at the secretary beside them: "Mr. Liu, can such a young child come up?" ”

"This is Mr. You's decision." The secretary did not answer, but pushed You Zhengzhe out as a shield.

After all, his words are nothing here, only the voice made by You Zhengzhe can be regarded as a "holy decree".

Several women closed their mouths in recognition of each other, with mixed feelings in their hearts, except for the charming woman not far away, looking at Zhao Yaxian's eyes with a sharp chill.

This kid is a little familiar.

The curtain fell without giving them any time to prepare, and as time passed, the curtain rose high.