There were times when Mu Wei felt ashamed of staying here. What did she do to deserve such a luxurious apartment? She didn't even give anything.
She was very grateful to Song Yaoyao. Even though Song Yaoyao had told her not to be grateful because she was only using her, Mu Wei did not believe her. What could she be used for?
If being used meant that one could lead such a good life and get out of their bad predicament, a lot of people would be rushing to be used by Miss Song, right?
That night, she had a New Year's Eve meal by herself. The television in the living room was playing the Spring Festival Gala.
She was all alone, but Mu Wei didn't feel lonely at all. Instead, she felt more at ease than ever.
Because this was the life she had always dreamed of.
The wall clock chimed, signaling the arrival of the first day of the New Year.
