The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Sickly Prince Strategy Manual

Half an hour later, Shuang'er was brought in.

She looked extremely miserable at the moment, with clear marks of slapping all over her face, which was red and swollen.

In this situation, it is not difficult to guess that his body must be covered with bruises.

Ning Xue spoke softly, with a hint of sarcasm in her words: "The brothel is full of rude people who really don't know how to be gentle with women!"

Shuang'er looked up with resentment, glared at Ning Xue fiercely, and asked angrily: "Did you send Shen Lang?"

Ning Xue looked at Shuang'er's unwilling expression, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she chuckled, "He! He is a good-for-nothing distant relative of my mother's family. He often uses his family's shop to deceive those greedy girls. If you weren't greedy for money, how could you be easily deceived?"

"You all planned this! Just to lure me into this!" Shuang'er was emotional and accused loudly.

"Oh!"

Ning Xue showed a look of disdain on her face, and found it ridiculous. "It was obviously you who was greedy for money. For him, you willingly sold yourself to a brothel to provide him with food, drink and entertainment!"

"You..." Shuang'er was so angry that she was shaking all over and was speechless for a moment.

Ning Xue's tone suddenly changed, and she said with some coaxing: "Actually, this matter is not hopeless. You can ask Huo Beixuan for help! As long as he is willing, he can help you pay off your debts. In this way, you don't have to stay in this brothel any longer!"

How could Shuang'er not know that there must be conditions behind this? She turned her gaze to Huo Beixuan, but after just a few days of not seeing him, Huo Beixuan seemed like a different person. He gave people the feeling of an old man, haggard and vicissitudes of life.

Shuang opened her mouth but could not find the words to beg for mercy. She knew in her heart that if the conditions were not extremely harsh, based on Huo Beixuan's past personality, he would have agreed long ago.

The two looked at each other, and then fell silent, no one spoke.

Ning Xue couldn't help but sneer in her heart when she saw this. What a bosom friend they are!

She interrupted their eye contact and said, "Actually, it's not that difficult. All I want is a divorce letter."

After hearing this, Shuang'er slowly lowered her head, her eyes dim and unclear.

It turned out that Ning Xue did all these things just to threaten Huo Beixuan to write a divorce letter? Looking at Huo Beixuan's miserable appearance now, perhaps divorce is a better choice for him.

Shuang'er raised her head again and looked at Huo Beixuan, who was also looking at her. He said firmly, word by word, "I won't divorce you. You said at the beginning that we are even. I have no obligation to do this for you!"

Shuang'er felt bitter in her mouth, but she still tried to say, "Brother Huo, can't you help me this time?"

"Isn't divorce a kind of relief for you? You don't have much feelings for Ning Xue in the first place!"

However, Huo Beixuan's attitude was extremely firm: "No, I won't divorce. Ning Xue is a member of my Huo family in life and a ghost in death!" After saying that, he glared at Ning Xue.

At this moment, Shuang'er suddenly understood that Huo Beixuan's body was broken down by Ning Xue's torture, and he and Ning Xue were irreconcilable.

If I write a divorce letter and let Ning Xue leave, wouldn't that mean Ning Xue gets what she wants and I'd get a great advantage?

Shuang'er slowly lowered her head, thinking that she was now unclean.

When she left Huo Beixuan, her heart was already filled with guilt, but now in this situation, she felt that they were truly even and had nothing to worry about anymore.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the room fell into silence.

Ning Xue was secretly anxious, but she didn't show it on her face.

"So, young lady, you have adapted to the life in a brothel so quickly?" Ning Xue deliberately made a sarcastic remark.

Shuang'er suddenly smiled and said, "No, I'm just waiting, waiting for this moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, blood suddenly seeped from the corner of Shuang'er's mouth.

At some point, a men's hairpin was found stuck in her chest.

It turned out that she had secretly taken it out from her arms when the client wasn't paying attention.

She was brought into this room as soon as the matter was over, and has never had a chance to use it.

Since entering the brothel, she didn't have any object with which to commit suicide, and there was always someone watching her. Shuang'er took great pains to find such a rare opportunity.

In this moment full of sadness and despair, she was finally freed.

"Shuang'er!"

Huo Beixuan's terrified cry broke the silence in the room. He staggered and ran quickly to Shuang'er, wanting to pick her up, but found that he was unable to do so.

Shuang'er had a sad smile on her face, and her voice was weak and desperate: "I have gone through so much hardship to get to this moment. How can people of humble status like us compete with that high and mighty official lady?"

Her eyes gradually dimmed, "I accept this tragic fate!"

"I, I am sorry for you. If I had not been blinded by the prosperity of the capital, I would not have ended up in such a miserable situation!"

Every word Shuang'er said at this moment seemed extremely difficult, but she still tried her best to say, "Brother Huo, don't divorce. Let that young lady from the official family bear your name and remain a widow for you. Even if I become a ghost, I will serve your Huo family's ancestors..." Before she finished her words, her breath suddenly stopped.

Huo Beixuan burst into tears instantly and knelt on the ground, staring blankly at Shuang'er lying in a pool of blood. His heart was like a pot of mixed feelings, with all kinds of emotions flooding into his mind.

"Shuang'er..." His voice was filled with endless sorrow, as if he wanted to vent all the pain in his heart through these calls.

Shuang'er's last words are still echoing in Huo Beixuan's ears!

However, before she could finish her words, her life was gone.

Huo Beixuan burst into tears, his eyes blurred by tears, but he still knelt on the ground, staring at Shuang'er lying in a pool of blood, his heart filled with emotion, but he didn't know where to start.

Ning Xue was standing aside, and she had never expected that Shuang'er would pass away so decisively, and she had never expected that she would curse her so viciously before she died.

Her face was gloomy, and she glared at the big man at the door, her heart full of anger: How did he guard her? He let her hide the weapon, causing such an unmanageable situation!

Now that’s a problem. She originally wanted to use Shuang’er to threaten Huo Beixuan, but now she doesn’t know what to do.

Huo Beixuan was so angry that he pointed at Ning Xue and yelled, "You vicious woman, you killed a life!"

Facing Huo Beixuan's accusation, Ning Xue seemed quite indifferent. She said coldly: "I didn't mean to harm her. Her death has cost me a lot of money! I treated you well. At least I let you see her for the last time."

Ning Xue recalled that she had just said it casually before, but she had never expected that it would come true.

Huo Beixuan's eyes were red, his hands gently stroked Xiang Hui's hair, his voice choked: "In the next life, open your eyes, don't trust the wrong person again, and don't meet me again!" He knew very well that he was not a good man and could not give Shuang'er the happiness she wanted.

Ning Xue sneered in her heart. Huo Beixuan was a man who was always good at pretending.