Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
It seemed that the rumor was real. Yi Jingxi and Zhongyi were in a good relationship indeed. He was only away for a few days, but already, he had returned in such a hurry. Luosang remembered that it required two hours by fly from An City to Xia City.
âMr. Yi,â Luosang greeted him, then put the paper bag she was holding in her hand into the cabinet by the door. In the bag was Nian Juntingâs jacket. She planned to send the jacket to Nian Junting after work.
Afterward, Luosang picked up the broom, prepared to go upstairs to do some cleaning.
âStop.â Her politeness and neglect darkened Yi Jiangxiâs handsome face slightly. âWhat time is it now? You didnât come make the breakfast. Is this how you work for Zhong Yi as her assistant?â
âI have classes today. Iâve told her about that yesterday,â responded Luosang.
Yi Jingxi stared at her for a while, said abruptly, âIt seems that Zhong Yi has been too nice to you.â
Luosang coldly looked at him and gave him a smile.
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â Somehow, Yi Jingxi felt uneasy and annoyed under her gaze.
âMr. Yi, a man should have a sense of shame. Youâre paying me a thousand and eight-hundred per month. Do you expect to buy my whole life with that little money?â Luosang restrained her anger while saying, âTwo years ago, you told everyone in the film circle not to hire me. Now, I canât even use my family name, but you still wonât leave me alone. You donât want me to get my graduation certificate. You think you can threaten me with Supervisor Yuanâs online series and my father, right? I have to remind you; donât go that far. I still care about Supervisor Yuan and his work because I have the conscience. If I find that I canât do this anymore, Iâll give up on my own conscience. Iâll wonât be worrying about anything. I might be considered an awful daughter if you make my father spend the rest of his life in the prison, but he wouldnât blame me. If he knows that I, his daughter, am living a life like this, heâd certainly tell me to leave him. When you have nothing to threaten me with, you wonât be able to make me do anything, not even with a knife. Donât think yourself as a king.â
Yi Jingxi gripped the coffee cup in his hand. Seeing the determination in her eyes, he was a little flustered.
He remembered her as a gentle and kind young girl. When she looked at him, her eyes were always full of intense love. Even after what happened to her father, he believed she hated and loved him at the same time.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
But two years after that, he found that she had become much stronger, and that her eyes were so cold. Suddenly, he felt that he was losing control of her.
He wanted to keep her around, but now, he began worrying that she might really leave if he pushed her too hard.
As he remained silent, Luosang walked upstairs with the broom.
Zhong Yi was doing her makeup. As Luosang came in, she only glanced at her before continuing.
Luosang began cleaning the bedroom silently. While doing that, she found two used condoms on the bedside.
She paused, feeling terribly disgusted.
âThat... Clean it.â Zhong Yi smiled and said, âWe were parted for a few days. Jingxi just missed me so much. Heâs always been aggressive sexually.â
Luosang nearly threw up. She remembered that when Yi Jingxi was her boyfriend, he used to act like a decent man. Back then, he insisted that they could only have sex after they got married. Recalling all of this, Luosang felt that Yi Jingxi was a hypocritical man.
She wondered why on earth did she fall in love with him at that time.
âTwice a night? You call that sexually aggressive? Youâre so inexperienced,â Luosang sneered.
Zhong Yi paused briefly, then responded with, âYou make it sound like youâre experienced. You didnât happen to meet a man who could do it seven times a night, did you?â