The girl borrowed some water and food from Jasmine. She was very hungry and weak and needed to replenish some water.
Her legs were shaking. Jasmine saw that there were teeth marks and scars on the skin where the clothes could not cover her, and she was even bleeding.
The girl had just received a customer with abusive tendencies.
She once complained to Jasmine that such customers scared her the most, but she could get more money.
Gypsy girls like men with small penises and short duration the most, so that they can take more orders a day without hurting their bodies.
Jasmine said nothing and brought her some bread and a bottle of water.
"Don't forget to return the bottle to me," Jasmine reminded, "I have to take it to refund the money."
The gypsy girl's life repeatedly switched between extravagance and poverty. She responded and said "Grazie" in poor Italian before leaving.
Perhaps she realized that she often disturbed this neighbor, so she gave Jasmine an iron box. Jasmine opened it and saw some neatly packed cigarettes inside.
She could sell these cigarettes to some international students and earn some pocket money.
Jasmine happily accepted this thank-you gift.
Before going to bed, Jasmine saw some posts where sugar babies shared their experiences.
They met Daddy, who was old but generous, who helped them study and live, and gave them exquisite and beautiful gifts.
Then they talked about a lovely love.
Jasmine looked at it for a few seconds and closed the webpage.
This story-making level is not as good as Quora.
Tomorrow is Christmas. Although she has no money, Jasmine still chopped the stuffing the night before and put it in the refrigerator, preparing to make minced meat pasta for herself as a Christmas gift.
Unfortunately, she still did not succeed in eating minced meat pasta.
The next morning, the police knocked on Jasmine's door. After showing their ID, they politely told her that someone reported Jasmine for illegal sex/transactions and they needed Jasmine to cooperate in the investigation.
Although Germany has fully legalized sex/transactions, there are still other clauses and regulations, such as the place where the service is provided must be compliant and the age must be 21 years old.
The gypsy girl next door has been arrested.
She was drunk at night and now she is talking nonsense, and nothing can be asked.
The iron box full of cigarettes she gave to Jasmine last night became a bad evidence.
Jasmine never expected that one of the cigarette boxes was full of money.
The police "invited" Jasmine to sit in the police station. They did not embarrass this "misguided" girl, but just needed to conduct some routine investigations and interrogations.
Jasmine just hoped that they could hurry up.
Otherwise, the minced meat she put in the refrigerator would have gone bad.
Unfortunately, the prayer did not come true. The efficiency of the police station was even lower than she imagined.
Jasmine was forced to be locked up with some depressed, disheveled, and even smelly women until the afternoon, when she was released.
A kind-hearted dignitary proved her identity.
As soon as Jasmine went out, she saw her stepbrother Alessandro.
He stood in the shadows, saying nothing.
Alessandro strode over and looked at her in disbelief, and began to rebuke her: "No matter how poor you are, you can't do this? You have brought shame to our family."
Jasmine asked: "Who told you I was here?"
"Sophie" Alessandro frowned, "Do you know that Dad almost fainted after hearing this news? You came all the way to Germany to study, but secretly you became a prostitute——"
Jasmine couldn't stand it anymore and slapped him in the face.
Alessandro's face turned blue after being hit by her. He reached out to pinch her shoulder, but someone behind him grabbed his wrist and couldn't move.
Jasmine saw the familiar bright blonde hair and beautiful emerald eyes.
Tall Friedrich pinched Alessandro's wrist, successfully stopped his violence, and asked Jasmine gently: "Are you okay?"
Jasmine found this man really charming and handsome.
She said: "I'm fine, thank you."
Friedrich let go of her hand.
Alessandro didn't know Friedrich. He rubbed his red wrist and looked at Jasmine sarcastically: "Is this your guest?"
Thinking that Friedrich didn't understand, Jasmine scolded Alessandro in Italian: "Is your head full of shit? Did you eat shit last night? You can't even say a nice word, do you have an asshole on your face? "
Alessandro was no match for Jasmine. He was so angry that his limbs were numb.
After scolding him, Jasmine walked forward with a comfortable body, and did not forget to thank Friedrich politely: "Thank you for your help."
Friedrich smiled: "You're welcome. Do you want a cup of coffee?"
Jasmine paused for two seconds.
"Sure," she said, "Thank you very much."
Friedrich invited her to have coffee in a shop with a white painted arched ceiling, surrounded by magnificent university buildings and beautiful chandeliers outside the window.
While waiting for the coffee to come, Jasmine received a call from a friend in China. The friend hurriedly asked her about the situation, and Jasmine comforted her for a long time.
"... Just think about it and you know it's your stepsister who did it ,"She just knows how to secretly report and do disgusting things all day long."
Jasmine rubbed her temples and agreed: "100% it was her doing."
"By the way, how did you get out?" the friend asked, "Did anyone help?"
Jasmine glanced at Friedrich across from him.
He was patiently looking at the menu brought by the coffee shop clerk.
"Yes, there is a foreigner helping," Jasmine said in Italian, "He is quite rich and has a high status."
There were locals and students with different hair and eyes around. Jasmine was sure that these people could not understand Italian, so she chatted with her friend boldly.
As expected, her friend was aroused by her words: "How does he look? Is he good-looking?"
Jasmine stared at Friedrich's hand flipping through the menu.
His fingers were slender, clean, and white, and there were sexy blue veins on the back of his hand.
Jasmine said: "He is so handsome, so sexy."
As soon as he said this, Friedrich suddenly looked up and looked at Jasmine.
He closed the menu with his slender white hands, and his emerald eyes were full of smiles.
He thanked her in fluent Italian: "Thank you for the compliment."