Mu Lingxuan really felt stupid. He had been fooled by Gu Juntang so many times and still fell for Gu Juntang's tricks.

There is probably no one more foolish than him in this world.

"Gu Juntang, you deserve to die, you really deserve to die..."

Mu Lingxuan's eyes turned bloodshot, his emotions erupted, and he struck even harder.

Gu Juntang felt like she was suffocating, and gradually her eyes rolled back as she experienced oxygen deprivation in her brain.

Only at this moment did she truly understand that her life was truly beyond saving.

She was really unwilling to accept it.

She had climbed so high, endured so much hardship, and was finally about to see the light at the end of the tunnel, only to die. And she would die at the hands of Mu Lingxuan, the very person she had chosen to use as a tool in her ascent.

"Mu Lingxuan...you still haven't told me where you got the truth from..."

Until his last breath, Gu Juntang suddenly unleashed his power.

But Mu Lingxuan didn't tell Gu Juntang.

Because he didn't want to say another word to Gu Juntang, he just wanted Gu Juntang to die with his eyes open in dismay.

Gu Juntang died, and in a daze, she returned to the modern world, before she had time-traveled.

At that time, she was a student and loved to secretly put on makeup in her desk during class.

She idolizes her older brother, a blond man with tattoos on his arms and multicolored dyed hair, who roams the streets every day.

She's an upperclassman who also likes to smoke in the bathroom.

She thought they were all incredibly cool.

That day, before the school bell rang, she had an argument with the class monitor.

It was because she had a few words with her deskmate about makeup and fashion.

The bookworm who only knew how to study all day criticized her—that she not only didn't study well herself, but also led her classmates astray.

That's like a dog trying to catch a blind man; minding your own business.

If you want to be a country bumpkin, why stop others from striving for improvement?

Because of an argument with a country bumpkin, she spent the rest of the afternoon on the verge of a meltdown.

When I got home, the house was empty.

I searched the kitchen and refrigerator thoroughly, but couldn't find any food.

She could only endure her hunger, clutching her stomach as she lay in bed, trying to fall asleep.

I thought that if I slept, I wouldn't be hungry, and I could have breakfast when I went to school tomorrow morning.

Half asleep, she was startled awake by the sound of the door being kicked open, and then she was roughly pulled out of bed.

Her mother pointed at her nose and started cursing—

"It's all because of you, you good-for-nothing! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have married your father, and I wouldn't be trapped in this dilapidated little house. All I did was lose a few coins gambling, and your useless father calls me a spendthrift. If he's so capable, why doesn't he earn more money for me to squander?"

After venting her anger on her, her mother ransacked the house and then hurriedly left.

She knew they had gone to the mahjong parlor again.

She also knew that if she didn't leave now, her father would soon come home drunk and complain about how unlucky he was to have married a woman like her mother.

So, being poor is the original sin.

Why have a child if you don't have money?

Not everyone is fit to be a parent.

"So annoying." She picked up the coat her mother had thrown on the ground, put it on haphazardly, and left home.

She hadn't walked far when she ran into the senior she used to admire.

My senior dropped out of school, and in just six months, she's become so beautiful.

Wearing fashionable clothes, with her hair styled and styled in the most popular way this year, and carrying a handbag, she looks like a modern urban woman on TV.

The senior student warmly called out to her, saying she would treat her to a meal and show her the world.

She had never been treated so warmly before, and at that moment she felt like she had truly met a kind person.

She was taken into a KTV, which was glittering and bustling with people.

It was only then that she learned that her senior colleague worked here.

They specialize in selling alcoholic beverages, and their commission can reach thousands of yuan in one night, with top performers earning even tens of thousands.

I was so envious back then. If someone could earn so much money in a day, why bother going to school?

I fantasize about working here, earning a high salary and being envied by others, and never having to listen to my parents' constant nagging again.

My senior took my hand and led me into a private room that was full of people.

Inside, men and women were laughing and chatting, clinking glasses and enjoying themselves immensely.

My senior introduced me to some older brothers, saying that after meeting them, I wouldn't be afraid of being bullied.

My senior is so kind; she treats me like her own little sister.

Later, my senior personally brought me a glass of wine, and after drinking it, I passed out.

When I woke up the next day, I was in an unfamiliar hotel, and one of the brothers I had just met was sleeping next to me.

My brother said that I held his hand and insisted on confessing my feelings to him, so he reluctantly slept with me for one night.

This is something couples often do, and he told me not to take it to heart, and then gave me two thousand yuan.

I was furious. I'm not stupid; I knew I had been violated.

But then, looking at the huge sum of two thousand yuan, I fell silent.

Five thousand? That's a lot.

I was a little uneasy, but I used the money to buy a phone I had wanted for a long time, and also bought some cosmetics.

When I received those things, I felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

I went to school, wearing makeup, and received the attention of the entire school. I was enveloped in immense satisfaction, and I completely forgot the pain of being violated.

Two days later, that senior student contacted me again and asked me to work at a karaoke bar together.

I only hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

I didn't go to school for ten days in a row. I adapted well to the KTV and made more money than I've ever seen in my life.

I became immersed in this false prosperity, and it was there that I met a boy.

He was a follower of an older brother, with no money, no house, and no power, yet he cared for me deeply.

This made me like him.

He also said he liked me and would always invite me out for late-night snacks after get off work.

My colleague, Sister Li, said that Ah Hao just wanted to take advantage of me and told me not to be naive.

But I don't believe it.

Sister Li is definitely jealous of me.

Who made me young and beautiful?

Two weeks later, while I was at work, my mother suddenly barged into the private room and started yelling at me without regard for the occasion.

She scolded me for being shameless, for not learning good things at such a young age, and for being so dissolute; she said I would suffer later in life.

It turns out my mom still cares about me, even though her scolding was quite harsh.

But when the foreman stood up and told my mom not to make a fuss, and said that I could earn more than a thousand yuan a night, my mom was shocked.

The foreman transferred all my commission for the day to my mother, and when my mother saw the string of numbers on her phone, her attitude completely changed.

She stopped scolding me for being a playboy and instead said I was promising, earning money at such a young age and reducing the burden on my family.

She told me to do a good job, and then, with a smile, told our foreman that if I was disobedient or didn't behave, she would teach me a lesson. She never said a word in response.

My mom left, and she also helped me get my school expulsion processed.

I dropped out of school completely.

But then I felt sad, thinking that going to work like this was meaningless, and I longed for a home.

Ah-hao said he could give me a home.

My mom takes the money I earn, so I might as well give it to him and let him keep it for me.

And so, we spent a period of happy days together.

Later he said that making money this way was too slow and not enough to cover my expenses, so he kept looking for other ways to make money faster for me.

I later learned that it was a honey trap.

This is illegal.

My first attempt was a disaster; I not only lost my innocence but was also exposed.

That man reported "Uncle Hat," and we were all arrested.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like