Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Lying on the cold asphalt road, Rong Jia clutched her aching chest, which was the most sensitive and vulnerable place of a woman. She was kicked vigorously by the security guard, and Rong Jia almost passed out from the pain.

There was still a mark on the back of the hand that had been trampled on by Rongyan's blood. The skin had been torn, and a hand was bleeding.

Rong Jia's whole body hurts, she can't bear to move or take a breath.

The pain in her body made her hate her face, and once again rose to an unprecedented height.

Rong Jia hated appearance, and hated it since she was a child.

As far back as I can remember, everyone who saw the two sisters would say, sister Zhang is good-looking, and she is in school, and everyone who saw her would say, obviously my sister is good at studying, but my sister is not good at studying.

Rong Jia's jealousy has been present since she was very young, like a chronic poison, with the accumulation of time, more and more in her body, more and more...

As a result, when she saw her face now, she felt a hatred from her bones, wishing that she would disappear forever and never show up.

Especially now that her appearance is so good, she is actually with such a rich and handsome man. She has jewelry from head to toe, which adds up to someone else's apartment, and she has a bag in her hand. She knows , that is her favorite brand, it is birkin advanced customization, it is said that others may not be able to order this color after a year or two.

Seeing such a face, the fire of jealousy in Rong Jia's heart almost burned the city to ashes...

Why?Why is she not as good as her appearance? Why does everyone say she is good? Why can she have such a good life now?But she has to worry about a pair of shoes that are only a few hundred yuan?

She shouldn't live such a good life, she should be tortured by that perverted Wang Dong, life is better than death.

Rong Jia struggled to get up, she was not reconciled, she was not reconciled to see her face live a good life, but she herself was down on the street.

The vicious thoughts in Rong Jia's heart are rapidly growing in the hotbed of jealousy and hatred. She must ruin her face and step her into the dirt. Only when she is gone can she live a good life.

Rong Jia got up staggeringly, and now she had to fight for the goal in her heart.

Rong Jia stumbled and walked for several days, and finally met a taxi, before she could stop it, the taxi stopped in front of her.

The taxi driver rolled down the window and asked Rong Jia: "Miss, I think you don't feel well, do you want to drive?"

"Do it..." Rong Jia was looking for a car, and the car came, so of course she did it.

After struggling to open the car door, she finally got into the car. Rong Jia was covered in cold sweat from the pain.

The driver looked like a young guy with a peaked cap. Because of the dim light, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could tell from his chin that he looked good. He asked Rong Jia, "Where are you going, Miss?"

Rong Jia hesitated for a moment, and reported her home in a slum area.

She knew that she couldn't do it herself if she wanted to clean up her appearance. She was going to tell Yang Yan that next time she found out the exact address of Rongyan, she would let Yang Yan make trouble.

The driver started the car and started on the road. After about half an hour, he arrived at the street closest to the place Rong Jia said.

Because the place where her family lives is Tongzilou, the car can't get through at all, so she can only park here.

Rong Jia asked, "How much?"

"I don't want money, you just need to give me something on your body as collateral."