Yu Xia opened the door and went in, and saw Yu Hongping's wrinkled face and smile, with wrinkles, she let out a low voice, glanced at it in disgust, and walked straight to the bedroom.

Although she was beaten all over her body and hurt her eyes two days ago, Yu Xia still disdainful of this father, her eyebrows furrowed and her nose shrunk, as if she saw a pile of stinking garbage.

She hated him, extremely hateful, because she had his blood in her body, and Yu Xia even hated herself.

"Stop." Yu Hongping put away the smile on his face and stopped Yu Xia, who was about to enter the door, "What kind of eyes are you, are you in arrears again?" ”

Yu Xia's action of opening the door stiffened, and his body trembled a little.

It's just a conditioned reflex, and the next second Yu Xia shrugged his shoulders senselessly, turned around and said impatiently: "Haven't you gotten used to this look?" Stop talking nonsense. ”

Even if he lives under the fear of sticks every day, Yu Xia still hasn't learned to give in and beg for mercy.

If you want to fight, you will fight, and it is better if your life is gone.

She has always lived with this mentality.

Yu Hongping was provoked by her, so he picked up the stick on the wall, and when he habitually waved it, he remembered Xu Yu's warning and frightening behavior.

Forget it, that kid is not easy to mess with, anyway, he just gives money.

He simply threw the stick on the ground and staggered out the door.

Yu Xia was stunned for a moment when she saw this scene, and quickly closed the door with a "clang".

*

The next day, Sunday, Yu Xia went out early, first went to work in a bubble tea shop, and didn't get off work until 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

She can't go home to rest after work, the salary of the bubble tea shop is not enough at all, and she has to work part-time - a bar waiter.

This is a job opportunity that she managed to find after wandering around the streets before.

She was not yet eighteen years old, and many places did not recruit students for part-time jobs, and the bar owner reluctantly agreed when she saw that she was beautiful and looked like she could endure hardships.

Although the bar environment is complicated, the working hours are short and the salary is high, and she only needs to go two days a month to earn the living expenses she needs.

She needs money so badly, now and in the future.

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At six o'clock, she arrived at the bar, where the lights were flickering and the music was deafening.

Yu Xia walked to the workshop, changed into work clothes, grabbed the wine list and pen, and started work.

There are always a lot of people on weekends, and before evening, the atmosphere inside is already bursting, with men and women shouting, dancing and singing, and venting to their heart's content.

Yu Xia stood in the inner hall, greeted the guests with a standard service smile, handed over the wine list, and asked them what they needed.

Her overly beautiful and charming face often makes the guests in a trance, forgetting what to order, and instead asking for her phone number, and some greasy men will take the opportunity to rub the oil and touch their hands, which makes her sick to her stomach and want to vomit.

At such times, Yu Xia would wisely step back, distance himself, and repeatedly ask them what they needed, trying not to conflict.

Anyway, it was for money, if it had been before, she would have picked up the stool and smashed it over.

At the beginning of the night, a group of people came in, Yu Xia's mouth was dry, her legs were sore, and the day's work coupled with the wounds that had not yet healed made her dizzy and unable to stand, so she had to ask the colleagues next to her to take a shift.

"Huanhuan, can you help me for ten minutes first, I can't hold it anymore and want to go down and drink saliva."

"No problem, you can go."

Yu Xia sat in the workshop and drank a glass of water, and ten minutes later, he washed his face in the bathroom and went back to the inner hall.

"Xia Xia, there are guests at your side who have just sat down, you go and help them place an order, I'm going over there."

Yu Xia took the wine list and pen and nodded: "Well, I know, you can go, thank you." ”

Yu Xia smiled and walked towards a row of booths against the wall.

The lights were dim, Yu Xia walked in front of them, and through the circulating neon, he saw that the guests sitting here were two friends of Ke Ling and Xu Yu.

……

It's not that enemies don't get together.

No, it shouldn't be that enemies don't get together, Yu Xia thought to herself.