"Mr. Gigolo, keep me company, I have money~"
In the dimly lit, outline-only hotel suite.
Tang Yu's gaze was hazy as she looked at the man before her, her hands restlessly sparking fire on his body.
The man's body was burning hot, and the corners of his eyes reddened, as he stared intently at her.
"Are you sure?!"
"Sure, perform well and there will be a reward~"
She had been drinking, her tongue not quite cooperating, yet her hands conscientiously fumbled with the man's belt, unsuccessfully.
Just as she was annoyed with that damn belt, suddenly, her world spun!
She was abruptly pinned down by the man!
With red eyes, the man whispered into her ear, word by word, "Don't regret it!"
Then, Tang Yu's body was forcefully torn apart, the pain nearly making her pass out several times.
After the immense pain came an extreme pleasure; her body seemed to drift on the ocean, rising and falling...
Some time later.
Tang Yu opened her weary eyes, just moving a bit causing a wave of soreness around her waist!
With the alcohol worn off, she finally realized what she had done!
She slept with a gigolo!
Tang Yu, filled with regret, wanted to strangle herself as she tidied up her disordered self, and stared blankly at the man on the bed.
A handsome face, cold thin lips sealed shut, features sharp and sculpted, a silhouette of unfeeling.
Clearly, the highest grade there was!
She's done for good!
He must be extremely expensive!
Tang Yu pulled out a dollar bill from her wallet, glanced at that infuriatingly handsome face, and with a grit of her teeth, painfully handed over two more.
Then she scrambled away...
Three years later—
"We're late!" Tang Yu sprang up from the bed like a spring, "Hurry, hurry, get up!!"
Four adorable children were scattered messily on the bed, three boys and one girl. One son's foot was resting on another son's round belly, and a third son lay on a small pillow, his plump little bottom facing up and begging to be squeezed.
Her little daughter was sleeping soundly, clinging to her leg like a sloth.
Upon hearing her call, the four children groggily opened their bleary eyes with milky voices.
Tang Yu got off the bed, her leg-clinging daughter yet to let go.
Unable to bother with these details, she tossed clothes to the three sons, urging and helping them to dress.
No matter how she moved, her daughter clung to her leg as if glued on, miraculously not falling off.
"Mommy, are we late again?" Junjun sat up with a bold tuft of hair sticking up.
"We went to sleep too late last night," Zhengzheng said.
"Yeah, just like this, no mistake," Haohao added.
Dressing her daughter, who sat on the edge of the bed like a doll, Tang Yu felt ashamed indeed; they had gone to sleep far too late, but being late was not a rare occurrence.
"It's Sunday..." said Xibao innocently.
Tang Yu laughed, "Yesterday was Sunday, still sleepy?"
"Kissy!"
Tang Yu moved closer, her daughter's arms spread open, hugging mommy's neck, and her little mouth forcefully kissed mommy's lips.
Seeing this, the three sons pounced together—
"Ah!" Tang Yu fell back onto the bed, laughing and shouting, "Stop it! we're really going to be late!!"
In Tang Yu's life, she never imagined she would have four children crying out for food, especially as a single mother.
Three years ago, she had gotten drunk in a bar and hooked up with a gigolo after seeing her boyfriend's betrayal, resulting in an unexpected pregnancy.
She was still in college then and ran to the hospital to get an abortion, only to be told by the doctor that she was carrying multiple.
Shocked by the man's stamina and strength, she was suddenly pregnant with so many children!
To end so many lives all at once, her own children no less, Tang Yu suddenly lost her courage to have the abortion.
She had no choice but to take a break from school to have the children.
She had thought she would return to school after giving birth, but she underestimated the hardships of raising children and eventually had to give up her studies.
She faced obstacles in finding a job, and when the children turned three, she chose to return to her homeland.
She settled in the capital city.
After a rush to the school with her four children, and handing them over to the teacher, she received a call from Li Xue, "Tang Yu, do you have work today?"
"I haven't received any assignments."
"I have a fever, can you replace me and do the makeup for the super star Luo Bingbing? I've recommended you and vouched for your skills. Luo Bingbing agreed."
Tang Yu could hear her lack of strength, "Are you okay? Have you been to the hospital?"
"It's nothing serious, rest will do. Do you know who backs Luo Bingbing? It's the powerful KING Group of the capital city, which can easily control the life and death of others. So, when you go to do Luo Bingbing's makeup, be careful and just do your job and leave. Got it?" Li Xue said with rare seriousness.
"Thank you, Sister Xue."
After hanging up, she received the time and address from Li Xue and went home to prepare.
Before two in the afternoon, Tang Yu carried her makeup case to the hotel.
Luo Bingbing was shooting a commercial in the area, and Li Xue was her personal makeup artist. Due to her illness, she had recommended her.
Tang Yu had children and wanted to find a nine-to-five job, but alas, big companies wouldn't hire someone who hadn't even completed university.
Upon finding the makeup room, Tang Yu hesitated for a moment before pushing the door directly and entering. As she walked past the entrance, the scene on the sofa made her freeze on the spot.
A man and a woman sat on the sofa, the man's figure was tall and long, his legs enticingly crossed, seemingly close to one meter ninety. Luo Bingbing was seated beside him, her body half-revealed, leaning against the man's sturdy arm, exuding seductiveness as if longing to cling to him and have a merry time, "I'm free tonight, all night long I'm yours, okay?"
Tang Yu dared not breathe too heavily, about to silently retreat when the man's dark eyes lifted, stopping her intended departure, as she stared at his features in shock.
Memories from three years ago suddenly flooded her mind.
It was...the gigolo she had slept with?
What was he doing here? Or did he have 'business' both domestically and abroad?
She hadn't expected Luo Bingbing, who was scandal-free on the internet, to secretly fancy gigolos.
Luo Bingbing noticed the man's abnormal gaze, turned her head, and upon seeing Tang Yu's face, jealousy rose. She asked with displeasure, "Who are you?"
Tang Yu lowered her face and introduced herself, "My name is Tang Yu, Sister Xue introduced me."
"How annoying, coming to disturb us. How can you be so clueless? This is why I dislike newcomers." Luo Bingbing was unhappy.
The man sitting on the sofa stood up, his voice deep and cold, "Let's go."
He then walked towards the door; Tang Yu could feel an overwhelming pressure approaching, as if a tangible weight was bearing down on her heart, growing more suffocating.
As the man came closer, his shadow loomed over her.
Feeling the oppressive aura, Tang Yu instinctively took a step back—