The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

Chu Wan Ning, Fu Qian and Gong Sheng sat in a secluded corner of the brothel, their eyes all drawn to the woman performing in the center of the stage.

Her singing is melodious and plaintive, as if she is telling an old story buried by time, which makes people involuntarily indulge in it.

Chu Wan Ning lowered her voice and said to the two people beside her:

"You see, her singing seems to contain endless sorrow and longing, as if she is silently telling a little-known legendary story."

Gongsheng nodded slightly to show his agreement, and his eyes revealed a deep and thoughtful look. If not, how could this woman become the top courtesan in this brothel?

When the woman's singing gradually stopped, the entire brothel fell into silence in an instant.

Chu Wanning and Fu Qian looked at each other tacitly, and both caught a glimpse of curiosity and exploration in each other's eyes. What kind of tragic and rough past did this mysterious woman have? At this moment, a sharp and piercing sound suddenly cut through the air, abruptly interrupting her beautiful singing.

"Alright, alright! Stop it now! Stop singing this kind of song! Change it quickly! I came here specially to have fun! You are singing such a sad and miserable song? It's so awful! Come on, sing 'Yihongyuan' for me~ Don't let your beauty that can overwhelm a country and shame the moon and flowers go to waste, don't you agree?"

Facing such rude requests and ridicules from the guests, the graceful and pretty woman on the stage suppressed her inner sorrow and pain, silently swallowing all the grievances and tears. She quickly adjusted her mood, tried to force out a smile, and changed the song to start singing the obscene tune full of worldly flavor:

"There have always been many romantic people in brothels since ancient times..."

As the saying goes, people are not free to do what they want in the world, especially prostitutes like her who are at the bottom of society. It is even more difficult for them to control their own destiny and life. How can they pursue freedom and dignity?

The woman finished her song, the sound of the music lingering behind her, and she slowly walked off the stage.

Then, another beautiful young woman in sexy clothes walked to the center and began to dance. Accompanied by the cheerful and exciting music, the various strange objects worn by the beautiful woman collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant sound, which attracted the attention of the audience and cheers.

When the woman passed by the tribute student, the tribute student, who had been silent all the time, suddenly reached out to stop her and pulled her to the seat next to him. At first, the woman showed a trace of panic in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. After all, in such occasions, similar things have been seen many times.

She was used to being flirted with and even insulted by the guest, so why should she resist? So she sat down quietly with her head down, waiting for the guest's next words.

Chu Wan Ning, who was standing by, saw the tribute student acting like this, but he just kept a straight face and said nothing, which made the scene quite awkward. In desperation, Chu Wan Ning had to speak up to try to ease the atmosphere.

Chu Wan Ning waved to the woman cautiously, fearing that she would disturb her. The woman slowly raised her head, and her clear eyes like water slowly swept across the faces of the three people. When her eyes stopped at Chu Wan Ning, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

Chu Wan Ning raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said softly:

"Girl, we just heard your beautiful singing voice and we couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. We are curious and want to know the story behind this beautiful music. I wonder if you can do us the honor of sharing it with us?"

The woman was silent for a moment, then sighed and said softly:

"My past is not a glorious one, just a bunch of heartbreaking old stories."

There seemed to be a faint whimpering sound between her words, as if she was trying to suppress the unspeakable pain deep in her heart, evoking unbearable memories of the past.

Seeing this, Chu Wan Ning hurriedly whispered to comfort him:

"Everyone in the world has their own unique experiences, regardless of whether they are good or bad. If you trust us, you may want to tell us what's on your mind, which may help you feel better. If you need any support or assistance, we will do our best and will never refuse."

With Chu Wan Ning's constant encouragement and comfort, the long-closed door in the woman's heart finally slowly opened, and she began to confide her tragic and bumpy life experience to everyone.

It turned out that she had an enviable marriage life. Her husband took good care of her and loved her. They also gave birth to a lively and cute little boy. The family of three lived a happy and warm life.

But the good times didn't last long. It seemed that God played a big joke on her. A sudden accident completely broke the original peace and tranquility of this family - her beloved husband unfortunately passed away! What's worse, when she went out to pick wild vegetables for her children, she was unprepared and encountered human traffickers. She was sold to the dark black market and lived an inhuman and painful life from then on.

After listening to the woman's tearful story, Chu Wanning and Fu Qian were both shocked.

Black market... This was not the first time they had heard of this mysterious and dangerous place.

Looking back, Dahei bought the ID cards of Baixue, Jinli and Jinyan through the black market! The whereabouts of these three girls are still unknown!

Just as Wan Ning and Fu Qian were about to ask further questions about the details of the black market, Gongsheng suddenly said something even more shocking:

"Is your son called Jupiter?"

As soon as the words fell, the woman froze for a moment, as if she couldn't believe what she heard. Then, as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw, she tightly grasped Gongsheng's arm, her eyes full of expectation and desire.

"How do you know Jupiter? Have you ever seen him? Is he still alive?"

The woman suddenly shouted excitedly, her voice sharp and urgent. Her originally beautiful face became a little distorted at this moment, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.

Her inappropriate appearance immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding guards. They all frowned, walked forward, and said in a stern tone:

"Miss Pingqing, you have lost your composure! Don't be so rude and offend the guests! Come with us quickly! If it happens again next time, don't blame us for being rude!"

After hearing these words, Miss Pingqing did not shrink or get scared, but cried even harder. She looked at Gongsheng with tearful eyes, her eyes full of pleading and hope, as if she hoped to get some information about Jupiter from him.