When Qin Shuang went downstairs, He Zhiyao was sitting at the dining table, having breakfast.
Qin Shuang walked over and picked up the black coffee placed in front of her, taking a sip.
It was incredibly bitter.
But He Zhiyao only drank black coffee, without sugar or milk.
Qin Shuang felt a bit nauseous drinking it, but she still suppressed the disgust and swallowed it expressionlessly, one gulp after another—she wasn't quite human-like, she was just a... to put it nicely, a tool person, or less nicely, she was at best a living, breathing sex doll.
A second after He Zhiyao put down his utensils, Qin Shuang stopped her chopsticks as well.
As soon as He Zhiyao got up, she also stood up like a tool person, picking up the bag that had been placed on the sofa all along, and maintaining a distance of about a meter, she followed behind He Zhiyao.
Right on time, He Zhiyao's assistant, Assistant Jin, entered the door, smiling and greeting them, "President He, Miss Qin."
He then went to the living room table to collect the documents and the computer He Zhiyao had left on the table, obligingly helping them to open the door.
This high-end apartment was very close to Qin Shuang's school, not even twenty minutes away by car, and soon the vehicle stopped at the gate of Qin Shuang's school.
College life was somewhat freer, and at this time, there were many students coming and going through the school gates, heading across to the snack street for breakfast. Seeing the luxury car suddenly stopping in front of the school, many people glanced over with veiled curiosity.
Qin Shuang's hand rested on the car door handle, about to push the door open when He Zhiyao suddenly grabbed her left wrist.
Turning her head in confusion, Qin Shuang saw He Zhiyao singlehandedly opening a box from the glove compartment and taking out a women's wristwatch with a thin strap, casually fastening it onto her wrist.
Then he said indifferently,
"Arrange for a driver to take her to and from school."
Assistant Jin in the front seat immediately responded, turning to smile at Qin Shuang, "Then, Miss Qin, I'll send you the driver's contact later."
Qin Shuang replied stiffly, "Okay."
Only then did she push open the car door and get out.
Watching the car drive away, she finally exhaled and, walking in eight-centimeter heels, hurriedly headed toward the snack street opposite.
There were quite a few shops selling daily necessities and clothes on the snack street. At this time, not many were open, but seeing a closer shop with its doors open, Qin Shuang darted inside.
Quickly choosing two items of clothing, she squeezed into the small fitting room to change out of her haute couture suit, stuffing it into her bag, which she then put inside a canvas bag she had conveniently bought from the store.
With no other shoes available in the store, she had no choice but to buy a pair of slippers.
After the hustle, she exited the shop and headed back to school.
"Qin Shuang!" As soon as she reached the school gate, someone called out to her.
Qin Shuang paused and turned to see Li Mingxi walking towards her from her car.
Qin Shuang nodded at her.
"You were obviously at the party last night, why did you leave without saying goodbye? Are you avoiding Gu Nanzhong?" Li Mingxi asked, staring at her accusingly.
Qin Shuang indeed was avoiding Gu Nanzhong, but…
She didn't want to bring up what happened last night at all.
So she shook her head, "No, something urgent came up."
Then she raised her wrist to check the watch, "I have a class soon and should go now."
She turned around and took a step away, only to hear Li Mingxi say meaningfully, "Qin Shuang, the watch on your wrist, it's a global limited edition. Even with over six million, you'll still need to reserve one to get it."
Qin Shuang's back stiffened sharply.
After walking a good distance, she finally touched her wrist with trembling hands.
She tried desperately to please He Zhiyao, dreaming of earning money to free herself from him, saving enough to redeem herself. Yet it turned out, she was just worth five of these watches.