Shi Yong was somewhat at a loss—he hadn't done anything, so why was this little girl crying?
"Don't cry, what's your name?"
"Xing'er."
She sounded like she came from the countryside. Shi Yong looked at the little girl in front of him who looked like a country bumpkin, and he understood. He raised his voice and reprimanded her. "Do you think this is a safe place? Why would a girl from a good family come to work in a place like this? You're so young, yet you're willing to go down the nasty route!"
When Xing'er heard that.., she cried even harder. "I do not have a choice. I heard that the tips here are very high and that if you do a good job, the boss sends you to work at the club. I have two younger brothers in my family. The older one needs money to go to university, and the other needs money for high school. My parents said that if I can't earn money, I don't have to return, ever again..."
It turned out that she was a poor child from a wicked family.
Shi Yong's expression remained stoic. "But you can't just ruin yourself like this."
Xing'er cried until her face was wet with tears, her big watery eyes blinked as she looked at Shi Yong. "It's my first day at work today. Sir, you're my first guest. I can tell that you're a good person. I've never been with a man in my entire life. I want to spend my life with a good man too. I can cook and serve, this is not what I want..."
She was actually... a virgin?
The way Shi Yong looked at Xing'er suddenly changed. He no longer looked at her with disdain and condescension. When he saw that Xing'er was crying pitifully, he also felt some tenderness in his heart.
"Then listen to me. Find a good man to live with. You don't look too bad either..." As he spoke, Shi Yong's gaze inadvertently turned. When he saw Xing'er's curvy body, his heart immediately wavered.
Xing'er lowered her head slightly, revealing her figure through the collars. She did not seem to realize it at all, and there was some gratitude in her tone.
"Sir, I've been in the city for so long, and you're the first person to care for me. However, I can't do anything else. If I don't do this, I can only work as a cleaner here."
Xing'er raised her head, and her gaze was somewhat melancholic and dejected. "Perhaps a person like me should live like this for the rest of my life. No one will come to save me."
That day, after Xing'er finished drying Shi Yong's hair, he gave her a generous tip. Xing'er looked at him with a passionate and grateful gaze, as if she saw him as a god. That gaze instantly made Shi Yong straighten his back a little, his body even trembled in excitement.
After returning home, when he was scolded and beaten by Qu Li, the gaze that Xing'er looked at him with surfaced in Shi Yong's heart..
This time, for some reason, he actually went to Xin Xin Hair Salon with some anticipation.
Compared to the awkwardness of his first visit, Shi Yong was much more natural this time. He casually asked a lady to give him a massage and then pretended to ask, unintentionally of course, "Last time, there was a little girl called Xing'er. Is she still there?"
The lady boss laughed so hard that her crow's feet had a few wrinkles. After all, Shi Yong was wearing a branded suit. She could tell at a glance that he was an affluent guest.
"Her sales performance is poor. I have her work on some housekeeping now. She burned her hands two days ago. She's so clumsy she can't do anything, so I fired her."
When he heard that Xing Her was injured, the little girl's big tearful eyes immediately surfaced in Shi Yong's mind—she was injured, was it serious?
More than half an hour later, Shi Yong walked out of the hair salon somewhat dejectedly.
He thought that he would be able to see that little girl again.
If Xing'er saw him, she would probably be very happy. When he thought of the adoring gaze that the little girl gave him, a smile appeared on the corner of Shi Yong's mouth.
"Sir?" A timid shout returned Shi Yong to his senses.
Shi Yong turned his head and when he suddenly saw that delicate and lovely face, for a moment, he felt like he was in a dream.
The person he was thinking about just now suddenly appeared in front of him. Could this be... fate?
"Sir!" Xing'er made sure that it was the right person and immediately called out in surprise. Then, she ran up to him with a flushed face and a pair of big eyes looking at Shi Yong eagerly. "Are you here to wash your hair?"
"Ah, yes..." As Shi Yong said this, he suddenly remembered that Xin Xin Hair Salon was not a proper place. He immediately explained hurriedly, "No, I'm actually here just to wash my hair..."
He didn't come to enjoy the other "services".
Xing'er nodded in understanding. "Yes, yes, I know. You are not that kind of person."
"I heard that you were injured?" Shi Yong looked at Xing'er and said. "Where are you hurt?"
Shi Yong unintentionally revealed that he had been asking about Xing'er, but she was only slightly stunned and quickly pretended not to notice this, she reached out her hand with some annoyance. "The boiling water burned the back of my hand. Fortunately, it wasn't serious, but the lady boss said I was too stupid and fired me."
"This isn't serious?" Shi Yong grabbed the back of Xing'er's hand and took a good look.. A large red mark was on her fair skin, which was particularly obvious.