"Uh, don't..."

In the dimly lit hotel room, Su Qiao's brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes were tinged with an abnormal redness as she cried out in pain.

On top of her, a noble-looking man forcefully pinned her down, his slender fingers caressing her delicate neck, "Did she send you here?"

Tears welled up in Su Qiao's eyes, and her slender body trembled under the man.

She closed her eyes tightly and said shakily, "Yes."

The man chuckled, suddenly gripping her chin tightly, his cold eyes slightly narrowed, and his sexy thin lips slowly uttered a few words, "You degrade yourself!"

Su Qiao's body stiffened, and the pain spread in her heart.

All for the sake of getting five hundred thousand yuan to send her sister abroad to study.

Her own birth mother had actually mercilessly sent her to a hotel to sleep with a man.

Ha...

Was she degrading herself?

But if she didn't come, her mother would threaten her life.

She really didn't understand why her mother would be so cruel to her when they were both daughters.

The man's fingertips touched her tear-stained eyes, hesitating for a moment, then slowly curled up his lips, his sharp eyes piercing through the darkness, filled with ruthlessness.

Filled with plunder and ferocity.

In the next second, he suddenly lowered his head, grabbed the girl's delicate lips, and gnawed it fiercely.

With a wave of his big hand, Su Qiao's clothes were shattered into countless pieces.

"Uh..." Su Qiao was like a helpless and pitiful little white flower, helplessly enduring the man's invasion and dominance, and closing her eyes in despair.

After an unknown period of time, the room returned to quiet.

Su Qiao endured the soreness, got up, wrapped her clothes, and left quietly.

Upon returning home, as soon as she entered the door, her mother Zhang Aimei angrily walked over and slapped her in the face.

"Slut! How dare you run away? President Liu waited for you all night in the hotel, where did you go?"

"I tell you, if you can't get that 500,000 yuan, and send Jasmine abroad to study, you're dead!"

Su Qiao felt the burning pain on her face and looked up in shock, "What? Didn't I go according to your request, to..."

At this point, she stiffened.

Did she enter the wrong room and find the wrong person?

Zhang Aimei also realized something, her face pale, she stepped forward, and tore open Su Qiao's collar.

Seeing the ambiguous marks all over her neck, she immediately pushed Su Qiao to the ground in anger.

"Shameless harlot! You actually went to mess with other wild men! I will kill you!"

After saying that, she picked up the broom by the wall and hit Su Qiao hard with it.

Su Qiao's face turned pale with pain, and she curled up on the ground, covering her head with her hands.

This scene was all too familiar to her.

From childhood to adulthood, she had experienced countless beatings like this.

Whenever Zhang Aimei was unhappy, she would vent her anger on her.

Although they were both her daughters, Su Molan could receive her love, while she could only live like an ant.

"Mom, please stop hitting her," a hypocritical and affected voice came from the staircase.

Zhang Aimei put down the broom and immediately softened her face: "Molan, how did you come out?"

Su Molan looked at Su Qiao, who was as insignificant as an ant, and hooked her lips in triumph: "Even if my sister didn't succeed in selling herself tonight, it doesn't matter. She is so beautiful that if she goes to a nightclub and works as a hostess, she can definitely earn a lot in one night."

"With her face and skin, she can make a lot of money. Don't damage her too much."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Aimei suddenly realized: "Yes! Why didn't I think of that?"

After saying that, she kicked Su Qiao viciously: "Get up, clean yourself up, and dress up. Go to the nightclub and serve the guests now! If you don't earn 500,000, don't even think about coming back!"

Su Qiao, enduring the pain, looked at her in disbelief: "Mom! I'm your daughter! Why are you so cruel to me?"

"Daughter?" Zhang Aimei sneered: "Now that things have come to this point, I will tell you the truth. You are not my daughter at all, you are a wild seedling I picked up by the roadside!"

Su Qiao's body trembled, as if she had been struck by thunder, her voice shaking: "Wh...what?"

She's not Zhang Aimei's daughter?

So, that's why she has been torturing herself since she was a child.

So, even if she has a boyfriend, she still has to force herself to accompany that Mr. Liu for the sake of Su Mojie's tuition fee, just for that 500,000?

Su Qiao's face was pale, and she stumbled to her feet.

Even though it was a hot summer day, she was shivering with cold.

Since childhood, she has been living in fear in this family, treading on thin ice, being cautious, and trying to please everyone.

In the end, she was not even the biological daughter of this family!

She was picked up!

And what Zhang Aimei did to her was nothing but humiliation and exploitation. Since that was the case, why should she continue to subject herself to such humiliation?

"From now on, I have nothing to do with any of you!"

After saying that, Su Qiao turned around and walked away.

Su Mojie's face changed suddenly, and she grabbed Zhang Aimei's sleeve, "Mom, we can't let her go!"

Zhang Aimei calmly walked forward, grabbed Su Qiao's hand, and locked her in the room regardless of her struggle.

"Let me out!" Su Qiao banged on the door, her face extremely pale.

She never expected that Zhang Aimei and her daughter would be so vicious as to directly imprison her.

No! She had to find a way to leave this place!

Otherwise, they would definitely arrange for her to work in a nightclub!

Su Qiao calmed herself down, locked the door from inside, packed some of her important belongings, and went to the window.

The height of the second floor—if she jumped—it shouldn't be fatal.

She took a deep breath, climbed onto the windowsill, and jumped straight down.

Su Moli heard the commotion and realized that something was wrong. She rushed to open the door but found that it was locked.

“Not good! Mom! Su Qiao has run away!”

Zhang Aimei's expression changed drastically, realizing the situation. She turned and was about to go downstairs to chase her.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The mother and daughter hesitated for a moment, holding back their anxiety and opened the door.

"Excuse me, is the woman in Room 767 of the Royale Hotel tonight Miss Su?"

A man dressed in a black suit held a student ID with no photo, no name, only a home address, looking at Su Moli.

Royale Hotel?

Wasn't that the hotel Su Qiao went to?

Su Moli and Zhang Ailing exchanged glances, cautiously asking, "What happened?"

Zhou Xu handed over the student ID: "This is the thing you left at the hotel. The president drank too much tonight and mistook you for someone else. He said he can compensate you, whatever you want, he will agree."

President?

Drank too much?

Could it be that Su Qiao was with this man's president tonight?

Su Motley, holding back her jealousy, pretended to be shy: "Excuse me, who is your president?"

"Li Yanqing."

"What?!" Su Motley and Zhang Aimei exclaimed at the same time.

Li Yanqing, a name known to everyone in the imperial capital!

He is the eldest son of the prestigious Li family and a favored son of the business world.

At just nineteen years old, he founded Li Group. In just five years, he developed Li Group into the number one group in the imperial capital.

He is the dream lover of many young ladies in the capital. Countless people dream of marrying him!

But tonight, was Su Qiao with him?

Su Motley clenched the student ID tightly in her hand, almost going crazy with jealousy.

That slut, she also deserves it!

"Yes, it was me tonight." Su Motley took a deep breath, pinched her thigh, and squeezed out two tears.

"Your president took my first time, and I want him to take responsibility for me!"