From the red building to penetrate the heavens

Chapter 297 Another World 11: Dance Hall

After some polite greetings, Li Zhengde glanced at Jia She and explained his intention to Fu Wenpei.

"Madam, I want to borrow some money from you for urgent need."

Hearing this, Fu Wenpei instantly realized that Keyun might have gotten into trouble again. Without saying a word, he agreed: "Okay, how much do you want?"

Although most of the money from selling tiger skins today was used to entertain Master Heyang, and the remaining money is not enough for rent, food and clothing, but it doesn't matter, Master Heyang just gave a lot of valuable things to Yiping, and he will have no money later. Just exchange those things for money.

Thinking of this, Fu Wenpei felt a little more confident.

Li Zhengde had known Fu Wenpei for so many years, so he was very familiar with Fu Wenpei. Seeing that Fu Wenpei's expression was not nervous or entangled, he guessed that Fu Wenpei had money at the moment, and the embarrassment on his face involuntarily eased a bit.

"Fifty dollars."

Fu Wenpei: "Okay, I'll get it right away."

Yiping: "What? Fifty yuan!"

Yiping exclaimed and looked at Fu Wenpei in disbelief, who spoke at the same time as her, "Mom, what are you talking about? That's our living expenses for two and a half months. Have you forgotten that we haven't paid rent for two months? , and still owe a lot of food money.”

Fu Wenpei frowned, wondering: "Yiping, after hearing what I said, Adjutant Li and his family are in some difficulties now, let's help them, okay?"

Looking at her mother who was pleading for an outsider, Yiping was furious and broke down: "Mom, how could you do this? Have you forgotten why I was beaten by my father the day before yesterday?"

Yiping pointed to the whip marks on her face and said, "Mom, look at my face, and then look at the injuries on my body. Mom, how can you be so cruel?"

Fu Wenpei sobbed: "No, Yi Ping, Mom has not forgotten. She feels bad for you when you are hurt, but it's the same thing. Adjutant Li and the others are innocent."

After a pause, Fu Wenpei, who looked weak, uttered the words that most hurt Yiping's heart and lungs.

"Besides, didn't I tell you? I told you not to be so stubborn, be gentler, and be quieter. As long as you speak well, how could your father beat you?"

Yiping took a breath and looked at the person in front of her with wide eyes, "Mom? What are you talking about?"

Seeing Yiping's reaction, Fu Wenpei realized that she had said the wrong thing, and rushed forward to hold Yiping's arm, "Yiping, I'm sorry, mom said the wrong thing."

"Are you blaming me?"

Yiping broke away from Fu Wenpei's pull, staggered back, and murmured: "You don't feel sorry for me being beaten, but you blame me for being stubborn and making dad angry."

"Mom, no." Fu Wenpei argued with tears.

"Yes, Miss Yiping, madam..."

Before Li Zhengde could finish speaking, Yiping yelled angrily, interrupted Li Zhengde's output, stared at Li Zhengde, and finally looked at Fu Wenpei and asked: "Mom, dad gives us twenty A piece of living expenses, where did you spend all this money?"

"Wang Xueqin said before that you were a money-splitting boy. I didn't believe it and started arguing with her. But it turned out that I was the fool."

Seeing Yiping's increasingly cold and calm expression, Fu Wenpei panicked, "Yiping, don't be like this."

"Ha!" Yiping sneered.

The excessive expressions and movements stretched the wounds on her face, Yiping's tears suddenly flowed down, and suddenly her heart felt cold.

"Mom, do you know how they humiliate me every time I go there to ask for money? They put my self-esteem on the ground and trample on it at will." "Mom, do you know how I was trampled on at that time? How uncomfortable and embarrassed do you feel? How can you bear to treat me like this?"

In just a few sentences, Yi Ping went from calm to sad and angry, and the last sentence even screamed out.

Jia She, who had been sitting quietly watching the show, lowered his head to look at the tears on the table, and then looked at the completely collapsed Yi Ping and Wei Weinuo, who kept apologizing. Fu Wenpei couldn't help but feel less interested in watching the show.

Oh, what an injustice!
Jia She stood up, hugged Yiping into his arms, looked at Fu Wenpei and said, "Eighth concubine, Yiping will stay with me for two days first."

Fu Wenpei looked at Jia She hesitantly and hesitated: "This..."

Jia She didn't bother to pay attention to Fu Wenpei. After saying hello, he hugged Yiping and walked out, got into the car and went to the small bungalow, leaving Fu Wenpei and Li Zhengde looking at each other.

In the carriage, Yiping cried for a long time. When she was approaching the small bungalow, she finally calmed down and thanked Jia She with her walnut-eyed eyes, "I'm sorry for bothering Brother Ten."

Because of Jia She's protection today, Yiping felt better about Jia She. She felt reassured and warm with such a big brother who would protect her.

Jia She smiled and raised his hand to rub the top of Yi Ping's hair, and said softly: "It's a small matter, don't worry too much about it."

"Brother has just returned from abroad and is not very familiar with Shanghai. I would like to ask you to be my guide and show me this land."

Hearing this, Yi Ping's nose felt sour, she nodded in agreement, and choked with sobs: "Okay."

Yiping's house is not very far from the French Concession, and it only takes about ten minutes by car.

In addition, the people who can afford to drive cars these days are all big people, and pedestrians on the street will take the initiative to avoid it if they see it from a distance. Therefore, not long after, the car stopped outside the yard of the small bungalow.

Yiping looked at the small bungalow with curiosity, and exclaimed: "Brother, your house is so big, even bigger than over there. There is also this garden with so many flowers, it's so beautiful."

Looking at Yiping who was feeling happy again, Jia She couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Sure enough, this girl is an invincible Xiaoqiang, with a tough mind, which is really rare.

Entering the villa, Jia She asked Zhang Jiheng to arrange a room for Yiping on the second floor and buy some clothes for her.

Zhang Jiheng looked at Yiping, secretly noted Yiping's figure and style, and responded neatly: "Yes."

Jia She looked at Yiping, who was a little tired from crying, and said considerately: "Yiping, I still have some things to do here. You can go up and have a rest. We will talk about it tomorrow."

Yiping understood Jia She's good intentions, obediently agreed, and left with Zhang Jiheng.

The small bungalow has three floors. Jia She lives on the third floor and Zhang Jiheng lives on the second floor. The guest rooms are also on this floor. The first floor is the room for the nanny and bodyguard.

After Yiping left, Jiashe went to the study on the third floor and started working.

After quickly finishing the things at hand, it was already dinner time. When I looked in the dining room on the next floor, Yiping was not there.

Seeing Jia She's confusion, Zhang Jiheng hurriedly explained: "Miss Yiping is still resting. The nanny saw that Miss Yiping was sleeping soundly, so she didn't disturb her."

Having said that, Zhang Jiheng saw that Jia She was still interested in hearing about Yiping, and continued: "When the nanny was measuring Miss Yiping, she felt unbearable pain as soon as she touched Miss Yiping's body. "

(End of this chapter)