The young, beautiful and pure song of the oriole is like an elegant orchid that suddenly blooms in this glamorous and indulgent place.

She's on fire.

The fire was in Daddy's expectation.

It was even hotter than he expected.

She made a lot of money for her father, and there were many rich sons who were fascinated by her and were willing to spend a lot of money to redeem her.

Daddy didn't agree.

He raised such a baby bump, but he didn't let her enter someone else's house as an aunt's wife easily.

If you don't make enough money, how can you release people?

Two years.

The little girl who didn't know anything learned to smoke, drink, and laugh in the pile of men.

When you are used to seeing false feelings, you will cherish your sincerity more and understand how rare your sincerity is.

She fell in love with someone.

A security guard in the city that never sleeps.

Tall and honest, no money.

In terms of status, she can't even compare to a finger of her popular singer.

But he saw that she had no disgusting desires, no flattering flattery, only shy and passionate affection.

Every morning, I would run as far as her place to live, and bring her a hot porridge made by herself; In winter, after she gets off the field, she will warm her hands clumsily with her arms.

The relationship between the two is secret and happy, just like the relationship between the two that cannot be seen in the dark.

Lige and Daddy talked about the conditions: two years. All the money she earned in two years was given to her father, and after two years, the deed of sale was returned to her and she was set free.

Daddy's expression was meaningful at the time, but he didn't say anything and agreed.

Lige began to look forward to the future.

A woman who begins to be hopeful about life is like a jewel covered in dust that finally radiates a dazzling brilliance.

She is getting more and more beautiful, more attractive, and more famous.

She and the man grew closer, and they even agreed that after Lige left here, the two of them would find a quiet town to live in.

They have all saved some money, enough to live comfortably for half a lifetime.

One year, two years.

That night, Lige gave his father a generous wad of money.

Daddy smoked a cigarette, looked at her deeply, and finally didn't say anything and gave her a thin piece of paper.

"After tomorrow, you will leave Heikyo. The man was not bad. The gloomy-looking man said.

Ori Song was shocked.

Daddy sneered: "What, what do you think Daddy does?" How stealthy are you yourself? ”

He suddenly took out his cigarette and spat on the ground: "Get out, it's rare for Lao Tzu to be kind in his life and send the cash cow away with his own hands." Don't shake it in front of me, save Lao Tzu from changing his mind! ”

Li Ge didn't say anything, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to his father, and turned to leave.

The next night was her last performance.

The man had already bought a train ticket to the south, and the salute had been packed.

When she stepped down, she changed her clothes and left overnight.

She will bid farewell to the first half of her life and truly live like a normal woman.

How wonderful.

- if there was not that single shot.

In the midst of a scream, she stood stunned, staring at the corner.

Her man, the man she was about to entrust with the rest of her life, was still discussing with her an hour ago whether to buy a courtyard house or a small building, and was lying on his back on the ground.

Blood spread from beneath him, blossoming into a blood-colored flower that stained her eyes red.

He's dead.

The queen of the city that never sleeps, Lige, is also dead.

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2 more.

These two chapters can be read separately as the sixth wife.

There is pity for those who hate them.