The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Life's too short and I need to make the most of it! What's wrong with being a jackass? I just want to live for myself!" Su Xiaomo said cockily. Just then, a voice rang out in her head.

"You're doing exactly as you're told, or you're staying in the studio on your knees again tonight!"

She swayed a little before dragging herself back to reality.

The door to their private room was pushed open and handsome guys of all shapes and sizes filed in.

Robust ones, mature ones, young ones… There was even a crossdresser who winked at them…

An Xiaxia was embarrassed. She whispered to Su Xiaomo, "Momo… you've had enough fun. Let's go have something to eat…"

"I paid real money for this!" Su Xiaomo sounded very righteous. She then pointed at a couple of boys in the group. "You and you, stay. The rest can leave."

The two teenage-looking boys exchanged looks and knelt down beside the table, smiling shyly. "Ladies, what can we do for you?"

An Xiaxia asked gingerly, "How old are you two?"

"18."

"16."

"…"

Shit! They were no more than kids! It felt so wrong to even have them here!

An Xiaxia strenuously tried to talk them out of it. "You can do so many things other than this. With your good looks, you can be models or work as extras in movies. You can make a living in a lot of other ways…"

"Bah! Xiaxia, what are you doing? Are you trying to make them quit their jobs?!" Su Xiaomo grinned and beckoned the two boys near with a finger. "Do I get to do whatever I want with you since I've paid?"

The two boys said uneasily, "Yes…"

"Good." Su Xiaomo nodded.

A couple of minutes later, the others could hear cries like "It hurts…", "Don't!" and all sorts of strange sounds through the door. The manager shook his head and sighed. The moral degeneration of this world! Young women nowadays had no inhibitions!

A waiter then scurried over. "Mr. Sheng's dinner party in the VIP room is almost over. Would you like to pay your respects now?"

"Alright."

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Back in the room.

The two boys cried in each other's arms, their faces covered with bruises.

Su Xiaomo flexed her arms and said lazily, "It's been a while since I enjoyed a good beating. That was awesome."

She then emptied An Xiaxia's wallet of her cash and stuffed it in the boys' hands. "It'll cover your medical bills. Be good boys and go back to school. Deal?"

An Xiaxia watched with an open mouth. So, Su Xiaomo was here for punching bags.

Hm… That looked so painful.

Su Xiaomo poured herself a drink and began to babble about her own story.

"You know what? I don't like drawing at all… I have no talent in it, but they forced me to do it… Back when I was little, they would starve me and hit me when I wouldn't draw… There was this winter when I got chilblains in my hands, but they still made me draw for over 16 hours a day in the studio… I thought I was going to die in there…"

She burst into uncontrollable sobs.

An Xiaxia took out some tissues and wiped her tears in a flurry.

Growing up, she had been the crybaby, while Su Xiaomo was her polar opposite. She could count how many times Su Xiaomo had cried on one hand.

But she was crying so sadly now.

"I finally got rid of them and found myself a boyfriend… but he didn't understand me at all! And he met them behind my back. Sob … That's so frustrating… That scumbag! He's heartless! Shameless! Son a of bitch! Hmph!"

The two boys cried with her and even gave Su Xiaomo the money back after some consideration. "Auntie, this is your hard-earned money. We can't take it!"