Speaking of this, Rong Yan felt that her eyes were a little dry, she raised her hand and took a puff, and after the smoke came out of her mouth, she continued: "Such days lasted until she was ten years old, my mother met Rong Shenghai, originally, she was afraid that people would dislike her and brought two oil bottles, and they all found me a good orphanage, but Uncle Rong is good, he said, he can afford to raise three children, and then I stayed, and it was also after the age of ten that the anxiety and fear of being discarded at any time gradually disappeared." （）”

"However, I won't be thrown away, but as I get older, new troubles come back. ()" The face suddenly smiled at Liancheng through the smoke, "Mr. Liancheng thinks that I look okay, I am still a beauty, it is because of this face, and then suddenly one day my own mother, who has ignored me for many years, suddenly found that her eldest daughter has grown up, and when she walks on the road, there will be many men peeking, and then she began to ponder, it is a pity that such a face is not exchanged for some money." （）”

Rong Yan stretched out her arms and lay back on the bed, her legs hanging under the bed swaying boringly, she giggled, "Then after I was seventeen years old, I began to be afraid, I was afraid that I didn't know when, my own mother would sell me to a strange man." （）”

Rong Yan rolled around on the bed, she lay on the bed/, raised her upper body slightly, and smiled at Liancheng elegantly: "I was hated by my biological mother, I wanted to discard it when I was a child, and when I grew up, I would be sold to others like a prostitute/girl, and I was scared and fearful all day long, isn't it like living in hell on such days?" ”

After finishing speaking, Rong Yan said elegantly to Liancheng: "Mr. Liancheng, is it okay to hand over the ashtray?" ”

Liancheng Yazhi forgot how he picked up the ashtray and walked in front of Rong Yan, he knew a little bit about what Rong Yan said, because he had read Rong Yan's investigation report. （）

But the thin piece of paper printed with those lead characters is far less shocking than the feeling that comes out of the mouth of the face. （）

There was a faint smile on her lips from beginning to end, and when those past events came out of her mouth, she didn't seem to be sad at all, she didn't care at all, as if she was reading a tragic story about someone else.

Liancheng Yazhi had a very strange feeling in his heart, a very strange, a feeling that he had never felt before, and his heart spasmed, wanting to bring this woman under his wing, so that she would never suffer the hardships that she should not bear again.

Those who gave her pain, he wanted them to go to hell forever.

And how strong does a woman's heart have to be in order to live until now?

This question is not known to the city of elegance.

He always thought that he knew about the person, but the truth told him that he didn't know anything about her.

Her heart will not let anyone including him enter.

Rong Yan threw more than half of the cigarette in the ashtray, clapped his hands, raised his head and met his eyes: "Uncle Rong is the first person to give me a stable life, and you are the second." ”

Rong Yan deceived Liancheng Yazhi, he was not the second person who gave her a sense of security, the real second was Chu Wenluo, whom she knew before she was reborn.

It's just that these two men, one is powerless, and the other is outright deception.

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