Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Looking at the man in front of him whose body was covered with sores and there was not a single piece of healthy flesh, if Qi An had not left a mark on his body, he would not have recognized that this was the handsome and arrogant second-generation demolition tycoon.

He was wearing a dirty prison uniform whose color was hard to tell, and both of his trouser legs were covered in black and yellow excrement that had flowed out from somewhere.

His eyes were dull, he was holding a piece of moldy bread in his hand, he was chewing it with difficulty with his rotten mouth, and his whole body exuded a pungent stench.

The "Black Tower" would only give him some food after torturing him.

Later, in order to avoid starvation and to survive, he had no choice but to actively please them like a dog. Anyway, he was no longer considered a man.

Those days of extravagance and decadence seemed like something from the previous life; even the poor days before he became rich were something he missed so much.

At least at that time, he lived like a human being.

Sometimes he would wonder why he violated those girls in the first place.

It's obvious that he has both money and good looks, and there are plenty of girls willing to date him, so why does he have to seek excitement?

My intestines felt a sudden pain and something flowed out from the back.

After being tortured day and night, he could no longer hold anything in his body and incontinence was a common occurrence.

They also thought he was dirty and were reluctant to touch him. He often only got one piece of bread every few days and had to eat it very sparingly.

The stench filled the prison and he shrank into a corner in fear. Sure enough, fists and kicks rained down on him the next second.

"Damn it, it stinks. Clean up your shit and piss for me right now, or I'll kill you."

After fighting enough, they lay down and continued to sleep.

Wu Yue curled up on the ground, his empty and numb eyes unable to shed a single tear.

He wanted to die so badly, but he was too timid and couldn't bring himself to do it.

In a trance, he seemed to see the girl in the white dress appear in the prison. Besides being terrified, he also felt a sense of relief.

He watched as the girl curled her lips in disgust, then raised her hand and patted the top of his head.

His world suddenly became dark.

Empty space.

All the resentment in the girl in the white dress disappeared, and the black despair that was entangled in her also disappeared.

She asked the question again: "Did I really do something wrong?"

Qi An looked into her eyes and answered her affirmatively: "You didn't do anything wrong. Whether it was wearing a skirt or walking in the alley, it was not your fault."

The ones who are wrong are the perpetrators, the society, and the so-called victim-blaming theory.

Li Siting breathed a sigh of relief and no longer had any regrets in her heart.

She smiled and thanked Qi An, her pure white soul was clean and beautiful.

"Thank you, I have no regrets now."

The transaction was completed, and when Li Siting was about to leave, Qi An stopped her.

"and many more."

Li Siting turned around and saw a bright red candied haws in front of her, with shiny syrup hanging on it, looking extremely tempting.

Ata swallowed and forced himself to turn his head.

Li Siting was puzzled: "What is this...?"

Qi An said: "This is what the little boy invited you to eat, thanking you for saving her."

Li Siting: "You saved him, not me..."

Qi An handed the candied haws to her and smiled:

"No, you saved him. The little brat told everyone that a young lady in a white dress saved him and said you were a fairy."

Li Siting lowered her head and smiled shyly. When she raised her head again, her eyes were shining, as if the brightest stars in the sky had fallen in them.

She took the candied haws and took a small bite.

"So sweet!"

After seeing Li Siting off, Ata collapsed on the sofa, snorting and drooling. Everything looked like a candied haws to him.

Qi An was annoyed by his noise and said impatiently: "Stop smoking, isn't it disgusting?"

Ata murmured, "I want to eat candied haws."

Qi An was speechless: "How many candied haws did you eat in that world? Fortunately, you are not a human, otherwise an 80-year-old human lady would have better teeth than you."

What do you mean I'm not a human? That sounds weird.

Ata secretly rolled his eyes and said obediently, "Boss, don't you want to eat hot pot and barbecued crayfish?"

Qi An: “…”

Shit, she wanted to too.

Especially the hotpot, which is very spicy, with fresh meat and vegetable meatballs rolled in a dish of oil and swallowed in one gulp.

Pair it with some iced osmanthus and sour plum soup to relieve the greasiness, perfect!

Qi An thought, it seems that I need to add some more things to this empty space.

So, when the next wisher came here, an adult and a child were eating hotpot with great enthusiasm.

The red soup was bubbling, with a thick layer of meat and vegetables floating on top. There were dozens of ingredients of all kinds on the shelf nearby.

There was a whole piece of crystal clear ice under the meat, and the green vegetables were so fresh that it seemed as if you could squeeze out water.

What’s outrageous is that there is actually a standing scarecrow, which is filled with candied haws, including hawthorns and other fruits.

The spicy and fragrant smell filled the entire space. Xu Yaling swallowed her saliva frantically, suspecting that her saliva would flow like a waterfall if she opened her mouth.

She couldn't remember the last time she had hotpot. After a few years in the apocalypse, she almost forgot what hotpot tasted like.

Xu Yaling became more and more confused. Did she go to the wrong place?

Can this "self-service hot pot restaurant" really make people's wishes come true?

Qi An pointed his chopsticks at the chair next to him, motioning her to sit down and eat together.

Xu Yaling noticed that a set of bowls and chopsticks had already been set out there, as if they had known she was coming.

Xu Yaling didn't hesitate to sit down and picked up the chopsticks, gobbling up the food in no time, leaving Ata stunned.

This sister is so skinny that her bones are just visible. Could she have starved to death?

Qi An picked up a large roll of fatty beef, rolled it in the oil dish in front of him, and put it in his mouth, chewing it with satisfaction.

After swallowing it, he drank another sip of iced osmanthus and sour plum soup, and only then did he have time to look at the person who came.

The woman was probably about 27 or 28 years old, tall, with neat short hair, and heroic facial features, a very neutral kind of beauty.

I'm just too thin, and it feels like I don't have much meat on my body.

She ate quickly and hastily, her forehead sweating from the spiciness, but she still stuffed big mouthfuls of food into her mouth, as if she didn't feel the heat.

Qi An waved his hand, and the sour plum soup on the shelf flew over and landed next to Xu Yaling. She picked it up and drank several gulps, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi An found that after a while, her resentment had lessened a little.

Qi An: “…”

Is the charm of hot pot so great?

If she treats this girl to a few hotpot and barbecued crayfish meals, will her resentment disappear immediately?

Could it be that the mission this time is to work from home?

Xu Yaling wiped her mouth, raised her head and saw the big and small kids looking at her curiously. She blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten normal food in a long time. I was rude just now."