Chapter 1 — A Little Sweetness

1The city lights have come on, every corner of the banquet hall exudes luxury. Under the soothing classical music, young men dressed in gorgeous costumes chatted excitedly. If three months ago, maybe I would have put on an evening gown and be one of those gentlemen and ladies of the upper class. I moved my eyes, bowed slightly, carefully holding the tray in my hand: "Are you Giang Dao?" A guy with a sassy look grabbed my arm. Looking at his teasing eyes, I slightly frowned, my tone was polite: "Yes, sir, do you need anything?" His eyes became more curious: "Is it really you? You are no longer the young lady of the Giang family, but you don't need to be a servant, right?" Having said that, he raised his hand to gently touch my face, smiling: "With this face, wanting to make money quickly must be easy, right?" Seeing movement from our direction, someone walked over. close. "Chau Da, you can't even forgive the waiter now? You really don't know who to choose anymore." The boy intended to tease Chau Da, but when he saw my face clearly, he froze. "Giang Dao? Oh my God, is that really you?" I said nothing, just took a step back with the tray in my hand. The famous gentlemen of Tinh Thanh, now none of them I dare to touch. With just one word from them, I could lose my job immediately. 2 The guy saw that there was a bit of a gap between them and me, so he patted Chau Da on the shoulder. "Brother Chau, Giang Dao is after all the young lady of the Giang family, with a famous arrogant personality. Now that she still accepts to work as a waitress, she must have been pressured to the point where she has no other choice, or should we just stop?" Chau Da looked at me with dark eyes and suddenly sneered: "The Giang family is bankrupt. Okay, what else is there, Miss?" Having finished speaking, he waved to me: "Come here." I clenched my fists, not wanting to cause trouble, nor wanting to lose this job. I need a job to make money. This banquet hall is a place where the province's elite frequent, and the salary is very high, equivalent to me drawing dozens of manuscripts. Furthermore, the hot guys here, although somewhat temperamental, tip often up to ten thousand. Previously, I was very familiar with this place, but since I decided to work as a server here, I soon gave up my self-esteem. I slowly walked in front of Chau Da and stopped: "Sir, is there anything you need to tell me?" He smirked, raised his hand to caress my hair: "Be good. With such a beautiful face, don't work as a waiter anymore. Come with me, I'll give you 300 thousand yuan every month. When you're tired of playing, let you go." The boy next to him tried to dissuade: "Mr. Chau, I..." Chau Da raised her eyebrows at him: "What? The face of the young lady of the Giang family is famous for her beauty, both innocent and seductive, you like it a lot, right? Even looking at the photo makes you react." "Yes, don't you want to try real people? When I get bored of playing, I'll leave it to you." The boy standing next to him blushed a little, but said nothing more, seeming to agree. I smiled coldly, looking straight at Chau Da. They treated me like a commodity, estimated my value, thinking that I would definitely agree. That's right, in their eyes, I've agreed to work as a waiter here, is there anything else I can't agree to? If Chau Da doesn't intend to forgive me, then I don't need to be patient anymore. Although I don't want to lose this job, I also have my own principles. I pushed Chau Da's hand away from my hair, and said coldly: "Chau family? Such a small company, the Giang family, whether rich or poor, has never looked into it. Who are you?" When I suddenly pushed her away, Chau Da was stunned for a moment, then her eyes filled with interest: "Hmm, small company? Miss Giang is so arrogant, it makes me want to see you even more."

how to kneel at my feet! What do you think, if I had to take you away today, would anyone here dare to stop me?" I looked at him, my voice cold: "You are truly disgusting." Having said that, I threw down the tray and turned around to leave. Today's work is considered abandoned, it's so unlucky, at best I'll go back to painting! 3 Chau Da smiled lightly, pulled my wrist: "Did I say I would let you go?" Being pulled back by him, I staggered, he reached out and grabbed my chin, stuffing something into my mouth. I frowned and tried to spit it out, but he strangled me and forced me to swallow. "You just gave me medicine!" Chau Da smiled lightly: "What are you afraid of? It's just some fun medicine, you work as a waitress here and don't know? All of your colleagues are risking their lives to climb into my bed.” He caressed the skin on my neck: "Miss Giang, be a little more obedient, okay?" He wrapped his arms around my waist and was about to pull me up to the second floor, but my body began to go limp. The second floor is all guest rooms, including VIP rooms, you don't need to say what they are used for. Can't go to the second floor, that's the only thought in my mind right now. But the power between men and women is so different, I can't escape. Suddenly, noise rang out from the banquet hall. All eyes turned towards the door. Among the crowd, the figure was tall and extremely familiar. He carries a cold, neat black suit, but exudes a seductive and forbidden look. Is it Tham Muc? 4Today, the banquet hall is much more crowded than usual, full of famous people in the Province. It is said that they are waiting for an adult to return to a developed country. They all want to create relationships, hoping to have the opportunity to do business together. So Tham Muc is the person everyone is rumored to be able to reshape the commercial future of the Province? But he was just a poor student, my family gave up supporting him. Through the crowded crowd, Tham Muc seemed to see me immediately. After so many years of not seeing each other, I didn't expect that the encounter would happen when I was in such a dire situation. My humiliation reached its peak at this moment. My consciousness gradually became blurred, my body no longer had any strength, I probably looked very bad now. Many people in the banquet hall wanted to come closer to talk to Tham Muc, but the pressure from him was increasing, bringing with it an indescribable oppression. His eyes fell straight on me, direct and authoritative. Before I lost my sanity, Tham Muc stepped forward, without any emotion, to reclaim me from Chau Da.