HR Chapter 60

That period of being a male prostitute felt so distant, it was almost impossible to recall it completely.

Lu Qingshuang was a young master who, in a way, lacked nothing in terms of food and clothing. His family was involved in organized crime, but he himself was purer than an angel, always believing his family held high official positions.

When he was forced into the red-light district, Lu Qingshuang’s eyes widened at the bizarre and dazzling scenery before him. He shook Nie Zhiping’s arm excitedly, saying, “Mom, I like it here! Are we going to live here from now on?”

But life wasn’t so easy for them. The red-light district was a haven for sex. It was easy to survive, but hard to live.

They were penniless, unable to even afford a bun. Nie Zhiping returned to her old profession, but even offering herself for free, no one was willing to do business with her.

Lu Qingshuang’s face turned green from hunger. Leaning against Nie Zhiping’s embrace, he said, “Mom, I’m hungry…” Tears fell in splatters, dampening his face.

Eventually, someone accepted Nie Zhiping’s free offer, paying for it with a bowl of noodles.

The mother and son shared the bowl of noodles, but before they could finish, the hotel owner came to chase them away, saying their time was up. His eyes, however, kept scanning Nie Zhiping’s body, filled with blatant lust.

Nie Zhiping was treated very roughly, bleeding from her lower body, unable to get out of bed.

Lu Qingshuang was clever. From this one incident, he understood that this was a place where people ate each other alive, where there was no compassion.

He stood in front of the bed, turning his head to look at Nie Zhiping, who couldn’t even crawl behind him. He mustered his courage and made a decision: “I’ll do it with you… Let us stay one more night. My mom can’t walk.”

Lu Qingshuang was ashamed to say the word “prostitute.” After saying this, his face was flushed red. Nie Zhiping, hearing this behind him, exclaimed in alarm, “Yoyo, no! You can’t do that!”

Lu Qingshuang turned back and said seriously, “Mom can do it for me, and I can do it for Mom too.”

So, Lu Qingshuang’s first time was given to the hotel owner in exchange for one more night’s stay. Nie Zhiping held Lu Qingshuang and cried all night.

Nie Zhiping began to reflect on her neglect of Lu Qingshuang over the years. She had devoted herself entirely to Lu Jianwei, neglecting her own flesh and blood. In the end, what had she gained? Nothing. Only her son remained, only her son was still with her, suffering that humiliation for her.

Nie Zhiping, with red and swollen eyes and a haggard face, took Lu Qingshuang to the Black Rose club where she used to work. In fact, she didn’t want to come at all, but no other club would take her in.

The person who came out to see Nie Zhiping was her former sister, Wu Qifeng. Back then, “Nie and Wu’s sisterhood” was a beautiful story at the Black Rose. Later, Nie Zhiping followed Lu Jianwei, while Wu Qifeng climbed onto the boss’s bed, squeezing out the wife and successfully taking her place.

The two were often compared in those years, but Wu Qifeng never won against Nie Zhiping. Even now that Wu Qifeng had become the madam, she still remembered that sense of unwillingness.

Wu Qifeng had changed her usual revealing and seductive attire for an elegant, off-the-shoulder white silk dress. Her makeup was delicate and refined, and the gemstone necklace on her neck shone brightly in the morning sunlight, as if showing off, as if mocking.

“Oh, I was wondering who it was. It’s Sister Nie. Long time no see.” Wu Qifeng was elegant and proud like a phoenix. Her tone was gentle and not particularly sharp, but it sounded very grating. She stepped down one step, leaning slightly forward, “The child behind you is your son, right? He’s exactly like Sister Nie. Extremely beautiful.”

Wu Qifeng took another step down and asked with concern, “Sister Nie, what brings you here? You don’t seem to be doing very well. Do you need any help?”

While Wu Qifeng said these words, Nie Zhiping kept her head held high. Although she was down on her luck, she didn’t lose her aura. When Wu Qifeng asked if she needed help, she only nodded, her demeanor as aloof as it was back then.

What Wu Qifeng hated most was Nie Zhiping’s aloofness. Why was a prostitute acting so high and mighty!

“Sister Nie wants to make a comeback?” Wu Qifeng was no longer the Wu Qifeng of the past. She focused her gaze on Lu Qingshuang, smiling sweetly, “Sister Nie hasn’t been in this business for a long time, so you don’t know. Now many people are doing doubles. If you’re willing, you and your son can form a mother-son team, and I can even help you negotiate. Otherwise, who would dare to take you in.”

Nie Zhiping’s face changed suddenly. She rejected the idea without thinking, but that night, she embraced Lu Qingshuang, who was burning with fever and unconscious, and went to Wu Qifeng crying. From then on, the entire red-light district knew that there was a mother and son duo at the Black Rose who were very lovely.

In difficult times, being hard on Nie Zhiping’s body and soft on Lu Qingshuang’s.

At that time, no one talked about ethics or morality. As long as they could survive, anything was possible.

This kind of life continued until Lu Jianwei took him away, changing him from a group of customers to one Lu Jianwei.

In fact, Lu Qingshuang knew that all of this was tacitly approved by Lu Jianwei.

Look at what he fell in love with, destroying himself into Slag, and then picking himself up.

But did he mind? Lu Qingshuang was really not sure. He was still afraid of Lu Jianwei in his heart.

Lu Jianwei saw that he hadn’t said a word since he got in the car, but kept looking at himself with his eyes. When they were waiting at a red light, he asked, “What did that woman say to you?”

“She said we weren’t suitable.” Lu Qingshuang looked away slightly, gazing out the window, pursing his lips, and thought for a moment before asking, “Do you mind that I used to be a male prostitute?”

The green light turned on, and Lu Jianwei stepped on the accelerator. He only said slowly after passing the intersection, “I’m the one who made you become a male prostitute. Would the person who made the duck dislike that the duck is dirty?”

Lu Qingshuang frowned. He seemed to hear a hint of smugness in Lu Jianwei’s words.

Lu Jianwei parked the car on the side of the road, turning his head to look at Lu Qingshuang, “Because you’re too clean, I’m not worthy of you. Only by ruining you, we are suitable.”

But in the beginning, it was only to destroy him.

Maybe it was really like Lu Qinyuan said, he was used to it, he was used to it, he was too lazy to change, so he seemed to like it.