Why Do All My Patrons Love Me?

My mother was a streetwalker, my father was a gambler, and he inherited his mother's business. I also became a streetwalker. Fortunately, although I look vulgar, I still have a few benefactors. There is no distinction between high and low professions. I am committed to becoming a rich man by standing on the street, gaining patrons. The turning point of fate was the day Yu Yu arrived at the club. I was accompanying the rich woman, but I was taken out to accompany him. He looked at my face over and over again, very drunk. My heart moved and I put him to sleep. She actually slept with me like Mrs. Yu. But I was too young and too stupid at that time. So much so that I didn't expect it. Many years later, I met Yu Yu again on a snowy day. When I came out of prison, all the wind and snow fell on his shoulders. He knelt down, cried and begged me, and grabbed my trousers: "I'm sorry, I was wrong" But. Yu Yu, you said it. How can a person like me be sincere? 2025.3.1 Food guide: 1. If you stand on the street and attack, the melon is unclean and the chrysanthemum is clean. 2. Heartthrob, tacky and coquettish bitch, loves all kinds of shiny things 3. It is a general attack. If you suffer a lot, the attacker will eat more than one. Intention: The prodigal never looks back