"So how much do you charge for one night?" A man began discussing the price, his face truly nauseating.
"Exactly, considering you are a Qinghua classmate, who knows, maybe we'll patronize your 'business' often in the future."
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Tang Yu listened to those people speaking filth, bargaining over her as if she were a commodity. Facing a humiliating situation with no status, it seemed she had no way to extricate herself. Should she just run away?
Her former classmates and friends shamed her; even her ex-boyfriend ignored her, draping his arm around the shoulder of a sexy woman beside him while drinking, and across from her, the big boss Ye Sihan held his drink with black eyes, his expression deep and inscrutable.
