223 A Beating (1/2)

As long as it was to the guests' liking—as long as they wanted, all the women were cheap merchandise.

She took a deep breath and walked out. The friction between her feet and the high-heeled shoes had caused extreme discomfort. It hurt even when she's walking.

She stopped and secretly raised her foot. On her feet was a pair of white diamond leather shoes with heels ten centimeters high. The shoe surface was almost transparent, and one could see her smooth and round toes. Whoever was wearing these shoes was definitely not a princess.

They were most likely whores with skimpy clothing, sitting in a cubicle like her. The loud laughter of men could be heard from within.

A slightly chubby man held her waist, his hand like a virus which thoroughly disgusted her.

”Come, drink. You are beautiful. Are you new? Such smooth skin, you can't be underage. Right?” The man's breath stink, and Xia Ruoxin's brows knitted tightly together. She was having a hard time tolerating it while the other women were smiling. She wondered if their smiles were genuine. With each smiling face, they ran their fingers flirtatiously over the men before them. At the same time, they allowed those hands to take full advantage of them.

Whether they were worth anything was dependent on these bosses.

”Don't put on such a torturous face. Give me a smile. I pay good money to have fun, not to see your sad face.” The chubby man grabbed hard at Xia Ruoxin's chin. He wanted to see a woman smile, not cry.

She wished she could swat his hand away from her lap as it continued to move deeper beneath her dress. Her hands at her sides began to tighten into fists. She revealed a smile that the man wanted. It wasn't pretty, but she managed to smile. Like Shen Wei said, this was work ethics. Since she has decided to sell herself, she should not treat herself like a human being.

The smile was bitter.

”Good. Excellent!”

The fat man reached out with his chubby hands and caressed Xia Ruoxin's face. ”So tender. It's good to be young. You're so much better than the old hag at home.”