Update time:2011-04-19

Is it honorable to be a young lady, a prostitute or even an oiran? Chen Ping cannot answer this question. There can never be absolute affirmation or denial in this world, but Mr. Chen feels that the identity of an oiran may make his peers envious and jealous, but it should not be called honorable, otherwise

When he first met the courtesan, there was no trace of sadness and sadness in the latter's eyes.

Even if you are mentally prepared to accept fate, how many people can take it calmly and calmly?

Chen Ping didn't understand why Wang Xianyi appeared here, but that girl should be able to explain some problems. Sister? A sister with poor health? Chen Ping shook his head mockingly. The story hadn't even started yet, but people were already aware of it.

The bitter meaning.

Selling yourself to save your father, selling yourself to study, a ridiculous plot? This kind of thing almost appears in every third-rate novel. It doesn't seem surprising that Wang Xianyi is in this situation. Life is often a hundred times more exciting than the story, but it is also sad.

A hundred times over, it was no surprise whatever happened. Chen Ping had no regrets, he just stood there and watched quietly, with rare warmth in his eyes.

Women from rich families will never become prostitutes. They can throw away a lot of wallets to raise a large number of pretty boys. Most of the prostitutes are people with difficult family conditions or who really love money. They are said to love vanity and so on.

It's true, but in the final analysis, whether it's because you want to be a prostitute, or because you need two words. You need money to buy yourself brand-name clothes, you need money to support your family, need, what a penetrating word.

Chen Ping stood on the tree-lined path, about ten meters away from Wang Xianyi. He silently looked at the oiran who looked different from usual, and felt that her current appearance could definitely give her a high score of 95 points.

Tang Aozhi and Nalan Qingcheng could not reach this score.

Wang Xianyi lowered his head and only talked softly to the girl in the wheelchair. Chen Ping couldn't hear the specific content clearly and couldn't judge it. He looked back at Wang Qun and said softly: "You go to Fan Fan first.

I'll come."

Although Wang Xianyi didn't stay in Yanying for a long time, most of the characters in Yanying also knew the important role of the oiran, so Wang Qun didn't waste any time, nodded and went to find Fan Fan alone.

Chen Ping took out a cigarette, lit it, and slowly walked towards the sisters.

"Xiaoyin, I'm going through the procedures for you now. I'll send you to Beijing to receive better treatment in a few days. Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Wang Xianyi pushed the wheelchair and looked at the girl in the wheelchair with soft eyes. She felt aggrieved to be Chen Ping's woman, but if there were no difficulties, who would want to be caught between two jealous women?

Difficult? What has she done over the years and how much injustice has she suffered? Wang Xianyi doesn't want to tell her sister. She just thinks that it is good now, really good.

"Sister, after arriving in Beijing, I want to go to the Summer Palace, the Forbidden City, and Tiananmen Square."

The girl smiled brightly and listed a series of scenic spots in detail. Her little face was full of longing. For this child who has never been out of Yunnan since childhood, some things in the capital Beijing will always be out of reach.

exists in the book.

Wang Xianyi touched the girl's hair and chuckled: "Okay, I will take you there then."

"Then do you want to see the Louvre, the Arc de Triomphe, and the Eiffel Tower?"

A warm voice sounded, neither urgent nor slow. Wang Xianyi's body suddenly stiffened and his face became a little flustered.

The girl named Xiaoyin was in high spirits. She raised her head and looked at the young man who appeared in front of her. She smiled and said, "Of course I want to. My sister also promised me that she will accompany me when I get better."

Chen Ping threw away the cigarette butt with a smile, squatted next to the wheelchair and said with a smile: "Your sister is nice, beautiful and virtuous. When I was a child, I always dreamed of having a sister. Unfortunately, I only have a sister who causes me trouble all day long.

I really envy you now."

Xiaoyin smiled. Although she had no objection to this familiar man, she was also a little confused. She had seen too many boring men being so attentive to her sister Wang Xianyi. When she looked at the man, she naturally had a hint of something else in her little head.

, Weiwei said warily: "Who are you?"

"Call me brother-in-law."

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and smiled, lazily, very much like the boy next door, warm and lazy.

"ah."

Xiaoyin's mouth opened slightly, and she glanced at Chen Ping in surprise, and then at Wang Xianyi, who was pretty and blushing at this time, feeling a little at a loss.

Chen Ping didn't care about the little girl's reaction. He took a step forward, hugged the oiran into his arms and said with a smile, "Look, your sister didn't object. Why don't you call me brother-in-law?"

"Brother-in-law."

Xiaoyin learned her lesson and shouted sweetly according to Chen Ping's wishes. Wang Xianyi's face turned even redder. She could be so charming and charming on the bed and put on all kinds of seductive poses according to Chen Ping's wishes.

, but it doesn’t mean that she can be calm and composed in front of Xiaoyin.

"good."

Chen Ping chuckled and subconsciously wanted to pass a cigarette to Xiaoyin, but then found it inappropriate and touched his nose awkwardly. He smiled and said: "Your sister and I have something to talk about, so you can play by yourself first."

Xiaoyin smiled and nodded, watching the 'brother-in-law' pull her sister aside. She felt that this brother-in-law was indeed very good, at least the first impression was good.

"Your biological sister?"

Chen Ping pulled Wang Xianyi to sit on the platform of the flower bed and said softly.

Wang Xianyi nodded, turned his head and looked directly at Chen Ping, and forced a smile: "Well, my dear sister, Wang Xianyin, are we sisters very similar?"

Chen Ping shrugged and nodded without saying anything else. The matter should have been obvious by now, so there was no point in asking further. Chen Ping didn't think he was qualified to sympathize with the two sisters. Besides, the word "sympathy" was too pretentious.

, Wang Xianyi is now his woman, and Chen Ping will naturally not object to what she wants to do.

"My sister's disease is difficult to treat. She has bone cancer. Isn't it tragic?"

Wang Xianyi leaned on Chen Ping's shoulder and talked to herself, her smile a little sad and a little tired. As soon as she said these words, she felt a lot more relaxed, and the stone that had been weighing on her heart seemed no longer so heavy.

This kind of terminal illness, which is tantamount to a death notice for ordinary people, means astronomical medical expenses. She has been spied on and tempted by others over the years, but she has always firmly adhered to her bottom line. In the end,

When Chen Ping also received a large amount of money, she felt that this was fate and destined.

Chen Ping was slightly startled, and his arms around Wang Xianyi tightened, but he still said nothing. He looked at Wang Xianyin who was sitting alone in a wheelchair and looking at them with a smile. Chen Ping suddenly felt that sometimes the so-called strength is just that.

Just to survive.

Is survival simple?

Chen Ping doesn't find it difficult, just like Wang Xianyi doesn't find it easy. When two people from different worlds finally come together, is it also fortune-telling?

Chen Ping held the oiran in his arms, stroked her hair and said with a smile, "Silly girl."

Wang Xianyi cried and lay in her man's arms, sobbing. She knew it was very hypocritical, but she felt that she had never felt so at ease in her whole life.
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