"Even though it's awful, we've already slept together, so there's nothing to be done. Name your price!" Gong Beitang said coldly.
Sheng Qingxue finally looked into his eyes, her gaze shimmering with tears.
Is this how he thinks of her?
Does money clear their relationship?
All along, his care for her — was it only for... sleeping with her once?
She blinked hard, forcing back her tears.
A moment ago, when he said he wanted her, she thought he meant to be with her... it turns out, he only meant to sleep with her once.
If she misunderstood, she couldn't blame anyone else.
Anyway, she was always... misunderstanding.
Used to being self-delusional.
She lowered her head, wrapping herself in the blanket.
Hugging herself tightly, fists clenched, trying to make her voice sound less shaky...
"No need for money. After all, you've treated me well for so many years; consider it a thank you gift. By the way, just help me buy a new outfit. I still have a performance to attend later."
