Chapter 1

Empire Hotel Suite:

Bo Qing stands in front of the mirror and looks at himself clutching his little hand.

At the moment, Bo Qing is wearing a red dress, with long black hair pouring down like a waterfall. The exquisite oval face is as white as snow against the black hair. Under the exquisite and elegant eyebrows, a pair of unparalleled peach blossom eyes are black and white, giving people a hazy feeling of being drunk or not drunk.

Bo Qing has never seen such a self.

Since she was born, she has been raised by her mother as a boy because her father likes boys and claims that she must have a son to inherit the family business. Her daughter is a chip for business. Her mother doesn't want to continue to have children and spread her love. Therefore, she deceived everyone and said that she is a boy.

It's ridiculous that Bo Haifeng, a father, cares so little about himself that he doesn't know he's a girl.

Now her mother's illness has worsened and needs a large amount of operation expenses. At the beginning, her grandfather left tens of millions of family property after his death, but Bo Haifeng refused to take out even three million life-saving money.

Now his mother is lying in the hospital bed, and he takes the pregnant little three raised outside back home. It's really disrespectful.

"Bo Qing, look at you. You are weak and incompetent raised by that woman. If you are a girl, you can sell yourself to save your mother. Now you are so small that no one can see you for fear of becoming a duck."

Bo Haifeng's cold-blooded words were in his ear. Bo Qing looked down at the pills in his hand, bit his teeth, no longer hesitated, swallowed them directly, and then worked hard. He came to the door of the presidential suite next door. Seeing that the door was hidden, he walked in with his teeth.

Mother has always loved her, so she is willing to do anything for her mother.

The other party said, if you please this man, you can give yourself money

Three million!

Mom's life-saving money.

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The bedroom is quiet and dark, but Bo Qing still feels the noble aura of a man like an emperor, shrouded in an overbearing atmosphere of strangers... And a smell of wine.

Bo Qing was so nervous that she didn't want to waste time. She walked up with a stiff head.

"First... Sir..."

A cold voice sounded at this time, "who let you in?"

The voice was like a deep, bloodthirsty breath, but it was damn good, like a cello.

Not waiting for thin tilt to open his mouth, the man's cold voice sounded again, with a bone chilling chill, "roll!"

This word, like an ice skate, pierced into Bo Qing's heart. She wanted to escape, but for her mother's operation expenses, she still bit her teeth, pretended to be calm, and made the boldest behavior of her life.

"I... I won't go, you, you are money."

The man sniffed and sneered. His brain has been completely dominated by alcohol. His heavy breath is full of the cold and light aroma of women, like the snow lotus blooming on the top of Tianshan Mountain.

I have to say that she is very different from other women.

It smells clean and damn bold.

Thin tilt small hand trembling, tightly grasp the man's skirt.

But in the next second, thin inclined wrist was directly fastened by the man, unable to move, and then was thrown away.

"I say it one last time, get out of here!"