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Because it is expected that bamboo Yu will cause grief in his heart after knowing this, Jiang Quan has been hesitant to say it.

He regretted seeing her tears running.

Anyway, Fang Hong even did worse things, one more and less, so she was sad not to tell Zhu Yu.

"Don't think much about it. I'm sad, but I'm also grateful to you for telling me that I'm not kept in the dark."

After crying for a while, reach out to wipe away tears, bamboo Yu deeply inhales a breath of air.

Seeing her is not like she is still in the sad and miserable, Jiang Quan just let go of her heart.

"When something happened, Li Qingdong was still small and scared to have no soul. When he went to Jingjia to thank you, they were used by three of them, and it was normal to recognize people's mistakes."

Jiang Quan has a say, do not want to be in this time deliberately to Li Qingdong body dirty water.

He thinks it won't be a fight.

Zhu Yu nodded: "I know, I didn't hate him, I just hated jingjunfeng and Fang Hong two people shameless. The woman who saved Li Qingdong was actually my mother. If she knew that I sold herself for money, she would have regretted having such a shameless daughter... "

She covered her face with her hands and her shoulders trembled.

Jiang Quan painfully across bamboo Yu, let her rely on herself.

He has seen many women who sell their bodies. They have their own pains, each for various reasons, and they are numb when they see more.

He has no sympathy for anyone, because it is not sympathy that people live on.

However, in this moment, Jiangquan really regrets not meeting bamboo Yu earlier.

At least, we should be more aggressive than prime.

In that case, is it the person who accompany her through the difficult times, is it himself?

In the advertising studio, the lights were bright.

All the staff can see that Jing Yuan is in a bad mood and not in a good state of association.

So all the assistants were carefully waiting on the side, lest she would not be happy, and sprinkle fire on her body.

By contrast, Jing Yuan's agent has been quite comfortable this time.

She had taken Jing Yuan for several years, and she had not been on the road most of the time before. If it was not because of the family's solid background, no lack of money, and a layer of unclear relationship with liqingdong, such artists as Jingyuan had been eliminated by the entertainment circle.

Especially this year, it is the industry winter, the company can not get any good film and television resources, so its artists will find their own way.

Go to variety, do business performance, receive spokesperson, shoot advertisement, although it doesn't sound so tall, but can guarantee heat at least, still have money to earn.

Jingyuan is disdainful and has never listened to the arrangement.

Fortunately, she seems to have changed her temperament recently, and she will accept it as long as she is the agent's next spokesperson and advertisement.

Also prepare a variety show, brush face, stir fry heat.

As today, Jingyuan has been in the studio for four hours.

“OK！ All right! Close! Everybody is hard! "

The photographer gave a word and everyone was relieved.

In fact, the state of Jingyuan is still not very good, but everyone knows that it is not good for everyone to drag on.

As long as the posture and movement are OK, as for other details, let the master fix it.

The so-called million artists, crafts are not blown out naturally.

"Sister yuan, you are hard, drink saliva first!"

Assistant kindly handed the cup to Jingyuan's mouth.

She took a sip of the assistant's hand, a little cold. She spit back and said, "don't you know I'm going to drink hot ones?"? You want me to have a stomachache? "

The assistant was scolded with tears and was afraid to speak.

Jingyuan has already been cold face on the nanny car, let the driver send her back to the company.

When she got downstairs, she said to eat hot pot, but she went to the parking lot behind the hotpot shop. She sat in the car for a few minutes. Jing Yuan didn't even get down the car and went home.

The driver knew that she was worried about being followed, so she was around.

After two hours on the road, Jingyuan felt that she should be OK, so the driver would take her back to Jingjia villa.

She didn't go back in three days. She didn't know what was going on at home. Although she was adventurous, she still had to go back.

Far away to see a dark home, Jing Yuan assured much.

She didn't let the assistant follow, asked the driver to drive away and went into the door by herself.

Hearing the opening of the door, a dark complexion, tall middle-aged woman came to Jingyuan, holding a flashlight in her hand.

"Nothing is wrong?"

Jingyuan asked quietly, turning her head down and changing shoes.

"Wake up a few times, mouth swearing, take medicine to be honest. She would rather get out of bed and see if she had any strength on her body? "The woman turned her lips, and the dialect was a little strong.

She has thick hands and big feet, distinct bony joints and calluses. She looks like she is used to working hard.

Don't say it's now. In the past, Fang Hong, who was well respected and treated well, couldn't do anything about this kind of woman.

"Well, don't stop taking the medicine. Just give it to her. Call me when it's almost gone. I'll send someone to deliver it. I have something to do in the next few days. Maybe I won't come. Please keep an eye on her

As Jingyuan went upstairs, she explained.

Women seem to be very respectful to her, Jingyuan said, she nodded in the back.

Two people went upstairs.

Jingyuan went to an inconspicuous door, took a deep breath, held her breath, and then pushed it open.

This used to be the storage room of the Jing family. What was put before was emptied. Now there is only a single bed.

There's no light inside. It's dark.

There was a man lying on the bed. The quilt on his body gave out a disgusting smell of urine.

Standing at the door of the woman slightly uneasy, muttered: "these two days are too cold, I did not give her change."

Jingyuan was still holding her breath. She covered her nose with her hand and nodded, as if she didn't care.

Once upon a time, Fang Hong loved to be clean.

Sometimes, she changes clothes in the morning and in the afternoon. If she has social intercourse in the evening, she will take a bath and change another suit before going out.

She probably could not have imagined that when she was so dirty and pickled, it was just like soaking in a cesspool.

"If it's still noisy, I'll break half a piece of medicine for her, and I don't have to give too much rice, so that I can't eat enough and have strength."

Thinking of Fang Hong's original appearance, Jingyuan is a little soft hearted for a moment.

But she immediately remembered how Fang Hong treated Jing Junfeng. Now it's just one newspaper for another. She also remembered how many times she was scolded by Fang Hong from childhood to adulthood. She even went to high school. If she didn't like her, she would be slapped in the face.

Adolescent boys and girls love face most, but Fang Hong deliberately wants to hit the face with a heavy hand.

Sometimes, Jing Yuan even goes to school with a red and swollen face.

So, almost immediately, she stopped her compassion.

The women around her agreed happily: "that's OK! Don't worry