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

I looked up and met his gaze, stubbornly insisting, "I definitely won't be at the bottom next month."

Jiang Yichen coldly replied: "You can be stubborn once you've achieved good results."

Lin Nan walked towards me, her eyes full of meaning, "Gu Mo, if you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place?"

She was mocking me.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Actually, I shouldn't have provoked Jiang Yichen in the first place.

I looked up and met her gaze. "I don't regret it."

Naturally it is fake.

Who told me to be as stubborn as a mule and unwilling to admit defeat in front of them?

Jiang Yichen looked at me with his deep eyes, and I don't know if it was just my imagination, but I always felt that his eyes were filled with a sense of complexity and entanglement.

Lin Nan said coldly, "Take care of yourself," and then turned and left, taking his arm.

After the two had walked away, the people below the stage began to discuss the matter without any restraint.

"President Jiang and Secretary Lin are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."

"Only a talented girl like Secretary Lin is suitable for President Jiang."

"Didn't they say they were engaged? I wonder when they'll get married."

I don't know if these words were said intentionally for me to hear.

Anyway, I did feel a little bittersweet inside.

If I had been nicer to Jiang Yichen back then, would I have ended up in this situation?

Everything I'm experiencing now is just the result of my own actions.

After the conference ended, I quickly packed up and went straight to find Lao Mo.

Old Mo poured me a cup of hot water and comforted me, "You've only been with the company for half a month, don't be too discouraged, keep trying next month."

I looked up, staring intently at him, and said seriously, "I want to improve my live streaming skills. What should I do now?"

After thinking for a while, Lao Mo analyzed my live stream content and target audience.

“I’ve seen your data. Most of your viewers are young people, but the content is too cluttered. Currently, the best response is for playing the clown, but appearing in the same role for a long time will cause viewers to get tired of it.”

I hurriedly asked him, hoping he could give me a definite solution.

"Then what should I do?"

I don't want to keep coming back to the bottom, to be entertained on stage.

There's no time left; I need to quickly achieve the performance targets Jiang Yichen demanded.

Otherwise, my life would be in danger.

Old Mo offered a sound suggestion.

“Your style hasn’t fully developed yet. You can go and learn from top streamers first.”

I hesitated for a moment, then asked, "But I don't know which style suits me right now."

Old Mo looked me over and pointed me in the right direction.

“You have a good foundation, so you can consider going the looks route. You’re working as Little Sweetie’s assistant now, so you can continue to learn from her, since she’s number one in performance.”

Little Sweetie isn't exactly a beauty-focused livestreamer; she spends one day a week promoting beauty products.

The rest of the time is spent dancing or singing.

It is the company's all-encompassing entity.

With Lao Mo's guidance, I felt more at ease.

Gradually, I realized that my previous understanding of Britney Spears was one-sided.

Although Little Sweetie has a bad temper, she is more serious about her work than anyone else.

She is demanding of her staff, but she is even more demanding of herself.

In order to maintain her figure, she not only exercises every day, but also strictly controls her diet.

Before each live stream, she would double-check all the procedures and details.

Even during breaks from makeup, she would squeeze in time to memorize her lines.

It was then that I realized that her success was not a coincidence, but the result of her years of accumulated experience.

I started paying attention to Britney Spears' work activities.

Although I haven't found a suitable direction yet, at least I'm not as aimless as before.

After making some simple plans, it was already past midnight.

I was just about to leave when I suddenly heard a sound coming from the dance studio not far away.

Who's practicing dance so late?

I was a little curious, so I quickly went over to take a look.

Through the glass door, I was surprised to see Little Sweetie.

Actually, I've always wanted to learn to dance from her, but I've been too shy to ask.

Just then, Little Sweetie finished her dance and saw me at the door. She seemed a little annoyed and said in a deep voice, "Come in. Don't make it look like you're spying outside."

I was a little embarrassed after being discovered, but I still went in with a thick skin.

She ignored me and moved on to the next piece.

I sat in the corner, quietly watching her dance.

Her body is very flexible, and she has a unique charm when she moves to the rhythm of the music.

How beautiful!

Looking at my stiff and uncoordinated limbs, I realized that I was nothing at all.

Finally, I mustered up my courage and boldly asked, "Can I learn to dance with you?"

Little Sweetie stopped what she was doing, looking at me with disdain, "Have you learned this before?"

I shook my head.

"Show me a few moves first."

I tried to imitate her movements and spun around a few times, but all I got in return was more disdain from her.

"How can you learn to dance if your body is so stiff? Relax your body and learn from me."

Little Sweetie demonstrated a few simple movements, and I tried my best to imitate them.

For the next hour, the dance studio was filled with Little Sweetie's cursing.

Yes, they were the ones who insulted me.

And I seem to have gotten used to it, so I didn't even argue back.

Indeed, when a person is at their lowest point, all their temper is worn away.

Finally, she got tired of yelling and let out a long sigh.

"You're simply not cut out for dancing. Let's try something else. What are you good at?"

I said somewhat helplessly, "I... I don't know anything."

Previously, I never considered these things; all I needed to do every day was shop.

Otherwise, why would Jiang Yichen say that my graduation certificate was incredibly worthless?

So now, I am utterly useless.

Little Sweetie rolled her eyes at me and said, "You can't do anything. You're not suited for live streaming. Giving up as soon as possible is the right choice."

I was about to answer when a bell stopped me.

It was my brother who called.

“Dad had an accident at work; his arm was severed by a machine, and he needs surgery now.”

I immediately became nervous.

"Has he been taken to the hospital? When will the surgery be performed?"

My brother looked tired. "He's already at the hospital, but the surgery fees..."

He wouldn't call me about money unless it was absolutely necessary.

"I'll figure out the money; let's get Dad's surgery done first."

I hung up the phone before he could say anything.

I gritted my teeth and went to find Jiang Yichen.

Upon hearing that I wanted to borrow money, Jiang Yichen chuckled, but exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Gu Mo, what makes you think I would lend you money?"

Before I came, I knew I would be humiliated by him.

But for my dad, I'm willing to endure it.

I knew what he wanted, so I slowly leaned closer to him, my voice trembling slightly, "Jiang Yichen."

I reached out and unbuttoned my clothes, and in an instant, my snow-white skin was exposed before him.

I took a deep breath and deliberately softened my voice, "Is this okay?"