The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 789 Selling Your Body
The money earned is not enough to send to the hospital.

I went to the foreman and said that I was going to be released, and that I was going to sell my body.

"Jessica, are you really going to do this? But I heard that you are a virgin, and the price of a virgin is very high."

"Yes." I said.

I am no longer a human being, I am no longer pure enough to go anywhere.

The French nightmare has been going on, I have given up all hope, no one will come to me again, no one will care about me and my mother anymore.

If you want my life, I can change my mother, I am willing.

Put on bright makeup, and don’t make yourself look like an opera singer, so that you can get a good price for the auction. We have no clothes to wear, and all women don’t wear any clothes. There will be fine iron chains wrapped around the ankles and necks.

How are we human beings? We are obviously not as good as dogs. Dogs can still bark twice, but we are not allowed.

When the oil painter painted all kinds of pictures on us, he would maliciously take advantage of it. He grabbed my chest, and I looked at him quietly.

But he scolded me in French: "They are all bitches and pretend to be arrogant, and they are not for people to play with."

Self-esteem, lost, proud, lost.

When it came to me, the host said: "From a mysterious oriental country, a charming girl, Jessica is only 19 years old. The skeleton of an oriental beauty is thin and graceful, and the asking price for this Miss Jessica is [-] euros. The minimum The markup is one thousand euros."

The asking price was quite fierce, and the French liked Chinese women quite a bit.

From 20, the asking price has reached [-]. Even if half of it is given to the main messenger and introducer of the ship, I can still get [-]. With this [-], my mother can have surgery.

A cold voice said, "I'll offer 50."

This price was the highest among all the women in the audience, and even the most eye-catching Russian girl did not have such a high price.

That French has some Chinese accents, I guess it may be a Chinese.

"50, is there anything higher?"

"50." Someone raised the price.

The cold voice was very calm: "60."

This time, no one argued anymore. When the hammer came down, the waiter pulled me down by the iron chain. Half of the check that came up was given to me, and the other half had to be given to them.

A woman came over with a pill: "Jessica, this is necessary."

It's an aphrodisiac. To make the patron have a better time, I understand that when I come here to sell myself, I have no way out.

After taking the pill, my whole body became hot and I was covered with light gauze. They blindfolded me and sent me to a dark private room.

Whatever the patron asks for, he must do.

"What's your name?" He asked me in Chinese.

The black cloth was untied, and a pair of visiting black eyes looked at me, caressing my face and calling me: "jessica, the Chinese name is Jie Xika."

I said: "Yes."

He just laughed, and the meaningful eyes couldn't hold back the dark taste in his eyes.

"It was fate to meet you in France," he said.

I don't believe in fate any more, I only believe in retribution, I hate my father to death, if it wasn't for him, I would be like this, would my mother be like that?Hate, Dad, can you feel at ease when you are dead?Now the daughter you protect in the palm of your hand is too dirty to be played with.

"I'll give you another 50 euros for three months."

"Okay." It was dirty even once, and it was also dirty for three months.

What I want now is money. He wrote a number and gave me a key: "Come on Wednesday and Saturday."

"Okay, but after each time, I want cash." I tidied up.

He touched my face: "I've always liked good girls."

Like, what a ridiculous word, I went to the hospital in my clothes, tired and embarrassed, and handed over the money to the doctor. My mother cried when she saw me, crying quietly.

But I held her hand and smiled, buried my face in her hand, absorbing the little bit of warmth, Mom, I have nothing, so Mom, don't leave me.

Just such a little bit of warmth, I just want to hold on, hold on tightly, I am nostalgic, very nostalgic.

The doctor called me: "Mo Qianxun."

At that moment, I thought I was calling it wrong, and I didn't even remember who Mo Qianxun was.

It must not be me, my name is jessica.

"Mo Qianxun." The doctor came over, "I'll discuss with you about your mother."

It turned out to be me, I went out, my tired body couldn't even stand still, so I leaned against the wall.

He told me: "It's good that you have given me the money now, and the operation can be arranged tomorrow, and after she recovers for a period of time, another operation can be arranged."

On Wednesday and Saturday, I went to accompany the man who bought me. He demanded my body as much as he wanted, and gave me cash after each time. I went to dance at other times. I had stomach bleeding twice, so I dare not be careless. Buy a piece of bread and share it for a day.

What makes me happy is that my mother's operation was successful this time. Not only will she not be hindered in speaking, but she can also do some simple movements.

I have never been so filial to my mother. I used to be the ancestor of the Mo family, and my mother took care of me. Now I am my mother's umbrella. I will take care of her and protect her from the wind and rain.

I cook porridge for my mother every day. As long as she gets better, I can do anything.

I thought that everyone was far away from me and gave up on me.

I had a fierce fight with my friends, because I wanted to be with Lin Duan, they thought Lin Xia liked me, how could I like someone else, after a fight, everyone turned their faces recognize people.

(End of this chapter)