After a wealthy woman went bankrupt, her live-in husband became her sugar daddy.

"I……"

Before I could finish speaking, Jiang Yichen interrupted me, "Take good care of yourself."

For some reason, a pang of sadness swept through my heart.

I lowered my head self-deprecatingly, my voice hoarse: "Yes."

That's true, what's the big deal? As his bed companion, isn't it just a matter of taking good care of his body and making it easy for him to play with him?

Seeing my distraught state, Jiang Yichen frowned slightly, his gaze lingered for a moment, and he took my hand in his.

Her cold hand was covered by his warm palm, and an indescribable feeling swept over her.

I looked up and stared at him blankly.

He still smelled the same as before, but I knew things were different now.

Now I am the fish on the chopping block, and people are the butcher's knife.

I instinctively tried to pull my hand away, but when I met Jiang Yichen's impatient gaze, I didn't dare.

Let him lead you.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yichen brought a steaming bowl of milk porridge to my mouth, his movements very practiced: "Open your mouth and eat."

"Oh!" I replied blankly.

Just as Jiang Yichen parted his lips to eat, his phone vibrated in his arms.

When he took out his phone and saw the nickname, that perpetually emotionless face seemed to melt away like a thousand-year-old ice and snow, and the tall figure that had been sitting by the bed disappeared.

The fragrant milk porridge in his hand disappeared along with it.

I know whose call it is even without an explanation.

Through the hospital window, I could see his expression as he made the phone call; it was gentle and non-aggressive.

That's something I would never reveal to myself now.

A sense of sadness welled up in my heart, but what was I being so sentimental about?

The next day, when truck driver Mr. Liu came to see me, I learned that he had overturned a truckload of fruit while trying to avoid me.

I caused this, so I should take responsibility for him and tell him that I will definitely compensate him for his losses.

Master Liu seemed to be in a dilemma, and in the end he just sighed and left without saying anything more.

I took out my phone and scrolled through my few remaining contacts.

I paused when I saw Shen Yan and Song Le's names.

This amount of money is nothing to them, but Jiang Yichen will not allow me to have any connection with Song Le.

As for Shen Yan, the Shen family lost a big project recently, and she spends money extravagantly, so I can't trouble her any further.

Just as I was hesitating about who to call, the door to the ward was pushed open.

She was momentarily distracted as her gaze lingered on Jiang Yichen standing at the doorway.

He was wearing a white shirt, and he looked clean and neat.

He was no different from the man in my memory.

However, his eyes and aura were no longer those of the timid son-in-law he once was.

Jiang Yichen glanced at me briefly, but he could tell something was wrong with me.

So he cut to the chase: "Speak, what happened?"

"what?"

Just as I was wondering, a bold idea suddenly came to me.

Since she's already his mistress in name only, and she's already borrowed so much money from him, why not ask him to lend her some more?

"Um, could I borrow some more money from you?" I asked cautiously, looking down in a voice only the two of us could hear.

"What?" Jiang Yichen, who was standing at the door, was slightly taken aback. His eyes, which were originally devoid of emotion, now looked like a knife as he looked me up and down.

A cruel smile curled at the corners of her lips: "Gu Mo, you don't think I'm your ATM, do you?"

Jiang Yichen's words were like a silent slap, landing hard on my face.

He suddenly grabbed my chin with one hand and sneered, "At least you'll have to take your clothes off before you ask for money."

Every word he utters is an insult.

Although I knew he wouldn't say anything nice, hearing his harsh and sarcastic remarks still brought tears to my eyes.

I didn't want him to see me in such a disheveled state, so I forced myself to swallow my words.

He wrapped his large arm around my waist and pulled me straight into his arms, then stopped.

It was as if they were waiting for me to take the initiative.

I turned my head away, biting my lip hard.

The man before me is no longer the same.

In the past, Jiang Yichen would do his best to fulfill any request I made, unlike now.

He turned my head back, forcing me to look him in the eye, and said, word by word, "What? You don't want to?"

His gaze grew colder and colder, his eyes like a deep pool, impossible to fathom.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. "President Jiang, we should go."

Jiang Yichen let go of my hand, straightened his clothes, and gave me a meaningful look before leaving.

It's like saying: If you want money, trade your body for it.

My heart shattered violently.

It was completely broken.

God knows how much courage it took for me to say those words.

At this moment, dignity and pride were utterly trampled upon.

Tears finally spilled over, unable to be held back, and fell in tears of grievance.

After finally being discharged from the hospital, I rushed to my destination after receiving news from Mr. Liu.

Mr. Liu has a small fruit stall in the suburbs. Business is not booming; he can barely make ends meet.

When he saw me, he was clearly surprised. He hurriedly picked up a stool from the corner and handed it to me, looking quite flustered.

"Miss Gu, what brings you here?"

"you……"

"Master Liu, I've caused you so much trouble, I should at least try to make it up to you in some way."

Actually, he didn't even need to ask; just by looking at my actions, he knew there was no hope of getting compensation.

Several times he subconsciously wanted to stop me, but he couldn't resist my enthusiasm and could only let me go.

However, the ideal is full, and the reality is very skinny.

After nearly eight hours of hawking and selling my wares from street to street, I truly understood what it meant to have money hard to earn and life difficult to endure.

After a whole day of fussing, the fruit in the back carriage was barely touched.

I felt a sense of despair.

Just then, a black sedan stopped across the street.

The man wearing sunglasses walked straight towards us, his gaze lingering on me for a long time.

I felt uneasy under his gaze and instinctively backed away.

The man finally took off his sunglasses, revealing a friendly smile, and handed over his business card.

He said his name was Lao Mo and that he was a talent scout from Huayang Media Company.

I was completely bewildered by this series of bizarre actions. "So, is there something you need?"

Old Mo didn't expect my reaction. He touched his nose a little embarrassedly, smiled, and said, "Our company is currently recruiting female internet celebrities."

"I think you have a great appearance, so I wanted to ask if you'd be interested in joining us."

"It's much better than you selling agricultural products here, isn't it?"

But I don't even know what the requirements are for joining an influencer company.

"Don't worry, once you join our company, I'll take care of everything. You just need to follow my instructions." Old Mo snapped his fingers with satisfaction.

Then he hurriedly walked towards the car opposite.

A few seconds later, he took out a pre-prepared contract and placed it in front of me.

Their efficiency is astonishing.

"Take a look, and if you have no objections, sign it."

"I'll take you to the company today, and I guarantee you'll make money."

"So fast?" I was still in a daze when I saw the contract in front of me.

Aren't you helping Master Liu sell fruit?

How did it turn into an interview in the blink of an eye?