Whether by choice or by force, she had now embarked on a completely different path in life.
'In that case... I might as well give in.'
...
Right now, An Yunzhi was in the middle of an argument.
Her face was flushed bright red with indignation and anger, like a delicate, juicy peach.
The ship's manager had just come to find her, telling her that a distinguished guest wanted her to come to his room and play the piano for him.
An Yunzhi didn't have to think twice to understand the implications. It was undoubtedly some kind of sordid transaction.
To her, it felt like the ultimate humiliation.
'I just came on this ship to perform, to earn some living expenses. Do I now have to sell my body, too?'
But this was a ship.
In international waters.
She knew full well how sordid the so-called upper class could be. And given her current status, she didn't have many options. It was either submit or jump overboard...
