Tyrannical love of a wealthy family: Young Master Leng's sky-high priced wife

Chapter 308 An Embarrassing Performance

The man didn't turn his head, as if he didn't see Mu Fei'er, his eyes continued to fall on the woman on the stage who was taking off her coat, and then said lightly: "Mu Fei'er is a good name, there is no need to change it to something else. gone."

"Okay." Sister Mei respectfully responded, and began to teach Mu Fei'er how to perform on stage.

Mu Fei'er listened quietly and watched quietly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

The woman on the stage is gone.

Another woman appeared.

The woman worked hard to perform. In fact, there were only three pieces of clothes to take off, the vest, a small top and a small skirt, and the last thing left on her body was bottoms and a corset. However, the performance took a full 15 minutes.

More time is needed for the girls on the stage to keep coquettish and flirtatious. Mu Feier almost vomited blood watching it. She really couldn't do those movements that almost made people want to vomit.

However, men like such performances.

Seeing that the woman on the stage was only left with a small jacket and trousers, and a small piece of fabric covered her full upper and lower circumference. At this time, the woman was shaking her hips vigorously, and every movement made her His buttocks were trembling uncontrollably, while the men in the audience applauded excitedly, whistled, and uttered some foul language.

Very vulgar place.

In the whole hall, Xiang Shaobai was the only one who looked different, just like her quietly watching the performance of the women on stage, but it was also him who made her sick.

"Mu Fei'er, follow me to the backstage, you'll be here soon." Sister Mei stood up and commanded her condescendingly.

"Yes." Mu Fei'er didn't even hesitate, got up and walked forward with Sister Mei.

Behind him, Xiang Shaobai suddenly shouted, "Stop."

Mu Fei'er turned around, staring at him with black bright eyes, what else is he going to do?
"Say."

The man hooked his fingers and said coldly, "Come here."

Mu Fei'er had no choice but to walk over. When standing in front of him, even if he was sitting and she was standing, she still felt an indescribable sense of oppression. She really didn't like to face him, not at all.

The man's finger landed on the tip of her hair, and he pulled it suddenly, causing her to subconsciously bend her head in pain. She heard him say, "I'll ask you again, are you willing to be my three-year Mistress, are you still willing to do this ****?"

"Didn't Mr. Xiang already ask? I choose the latter." Mu Fei'er smiled slightly, almost saying that you are dementia and forgetful?

She just didn't say it because she thought of her father, otherwise, she wouldn't need to save any face for the 'Snakehead', she hated him.

As if guessing what she was thinking, the man who was playing the piano raised his slender hand, and then took out a folder from behind as if by magic, and then took out two agreements from it and handed them to her, "Take This is signed, and after three years, your father will be fine."

Mu Fei'er reached out to take it, and quickly scanned it. It turned out that it was a contract of prostitution, and she voluntarily sold herself to be a dancer in Qingchen Garden for three years, "Okay, but I want to add another one."

"You say." The man looked at her face with great interest, and there was a smile in his eyes for the first time, but that smile gave Mu Fei'er a creepy feeling.

"Xiang Shaobai wants to guarantee that Mu Nansheng will be released without charge in three years."

"Hehehe..." Xiang Shaobai really laughed this time, and snapped his fingers casually, "OK, you can write it in by hand, and sign it after writing, we each have a share."

Only then did Mu Fei'er see that he had already signed, but she was still afraid that he would go back on his word, so she took a pen and filled in the one on the two agreements, signed her name, and handed a copy to him. , a copy carefully folded by herself and put into a handbag, 2000 yuan per month as an appearance fee, although not much, although she has to perform striptease every day, but thinking that she can get rid of Xiang Shaobai from now on, her heart is at ease up.

Walking to the backstage, when the woman on the stage came down, her heart was pounding, and she was about to go on stage. She knew what the consequences would be if she had no experience at all, so she had made all the mental preparations, and went on stage again. She has experienced embarrassing things, hasn't she?

Just take it off, she found that ever since she walked into Xiang Shaobai's world that night, her life had become an enemy of the word "off".

Three years, three years off.

Fortunately, she left her bra and panties.

In the past three years, no one knows better than her what she will suffer.

The cold eyes of others, ridicule.

But nothing is more important than Dad.

"Hey, it's your turn, girl, come on." The girl on stage came down, and the DJ master snapped her fingers at her, urging her to come on stage.

"I want Butterfly Lovers, do you have this song?"

"Girl, do you think this song is useful for striptease performances?" The DJ master glanced at her who was obviously an amateur, "If you can't do it, don't do it." It's a pity for a girl who looks so clear to do this job .

"I want Butterfly Lovers." She stood there stubbornly. There was already boos from the audience, urging her to come on stage.

"No, no one dances to that song with their clothes off."

"I want Butterfly Lovers." She said it again, unmoved by the uproar from the DJ master and the audience.

The whistle had already drowned out the music, and the DJ master frowned, "You are the one who must ask for Liang Zhu, and you will be responsible if the performance fails."

"OK." She smiled, and her persistence finally paid off.

The DJ teacher slipped his hand, and suddenly, the sad and soft music played slowly. Such soft music is completely different from the fast-paced rock music in front of him. The contrast is so sharp that the people in the audience have no reaction at once. Come here what is this for.

At this moment, Mu Fei'er walked to the center of the stage lightly following the beautiful notes.

At this moment, this place belongs to her, even if she is humble, she still wants to be herself.

During the brisk dance, he pulled the hem of the vest with one hand very naturally. It was obviously a striptease performance. At this moment, the originally vulgar men in the audience were completely silent, and they just watched Mu Feier's graceful appearance quietly. dance and movement.

The clothes were reduced one by one, and finally only the small clothes and pants were left on her body. The soft music kept her from shaking her body due to the movements, which was the effect she wanted.

She is as comfortable as a bird on the stage, and the striptease has become a soft visual enjoyment. She cuts every minute and spends time. When the end of the song is alone on the stage, she bends down and bows Bowing, just before everyone woke up from the music of Butterfly Lovers and her beautiful performance, Mu Feier flew off the stage.

The 15-minute performance made her face blush, who hadn't performed for a long time. She looked at the DJ teacher and gave her a thumbs up, "Luo Beinan, let's make friends?"

She hit the man's palm with her hand, and smiled for the first time this night, "Thank you for your Liang Zhu, it's beautiful." After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

One game a night, it's time for her to leave.

Hastily changed back into her clothes and checked that it was already two o'clock in the morning. She might be going to bed for tomorrow's class.

When she came out, she glanced at the hall, Xiang Shaobai was not there, she let out a long breath, she finally bid farewell to the nightmare brought to her by that man.

Walking out of Qingchen Garden, everything that happened just now was as unreal as a dream, but the agreement in her pocket told her that she would come here for three more years.

She reached out and hailed a taxi. It was so late, she could only go back to the school dormitory.

Not far away, in a black Land Rover Range Rover, Xiang Shaobai was smoking a cigarette. Through the hazy smoke, he saw Mu Feier jump into a taxi. He picked up his mobile phone, "Manager An, Let her dance, she can dance as she likes, as long as she takes it off properly."

"Yes, relatively few."

"Crack", the phone was hung up, thinking of Mu Feier's sex on the stage just now, a smile appeared on the corner of Xiang Shaobai's lips. It's just a swan...

Mu Fei'er returned to the dormitory, took a shower, it was almost dawn, she woke up after a full sleep, she couldn't sleep well, as if she had done something shameful.

I have missed a lot of classes recently, and I really can't miss any more, otherwise, graduation will be a problem.

After washing up, she was still yawning due to lack of sleep. There was only one class in the morning, and she walked into the lecture theater as usual. She quietly walked to a seat in the back row before she sat down. She seemed to be looking in her direction, a little inexplicably, and hurriedly glanced at herself. There was nothing wrong with her clothes, so she ignored her. She listened to her class and didn't care about other people's eyes on her. She's used to it. When something happened to Mu's house, the way others looked at her completely changed.

After the class was over, the students left the lecture theater in a file. Mu Fei'er walked at the back, and when she reached the door, she saw a familiar figure.

Cheng Nuofan, he is here.

"May'er, let's have lunch together." He came up to her and greeted her naturally. Obviously, he had been waiting for a long time.

Mu Feier remembered the agreement signed in Qingchen Garden last night. She shook her head and looked back at Cheng Nuofan. She had made a decision a long time ago. She really couldn't hesitate anymore. She should have said it last night, she bit her lip and made up her mind, she suddenly said loudly to Cheng Nuofan: "Cheng Nuofan, I don't like you anymore, let's break up."

Such a high volume was enough for those who had just left the classroom to hear it. For a moment, those students who heard it turned around and looked at her and Cheng Nuofan in surprise.

Cheng Nuofan's expression changed slightly, and he reached out and grabbed her wrist, "Fair, let's go outside and talk."

As soon as she struggled, the long-term pain was worse than the short-term pain, "No need, let's break up." After finishing speaking, she turned and walked towards the gate of the school with big strides, step by step, the footsteps were soft, but stepped on her heart. It hurts.

Finally, she still said to break up. Even if she didn't want to, she knew that the family would never tolerate her who had been a dancer for three years.

(End of this chapter)