Behind every person, there is a story.

  Chen Sang always brings me gifts when she comes back from outside, now she is more generous with her spending, the more I worry about her. I also think of her relationship with Wen Xin, and I'm even more worried about what she's doing, but she just won't tell me, she tells me not to interfere, that she can handle it herself.

  The day after she came back, she dragged me to a beauty salon. There's a saying that goes: beautiful women are all made with money. Chen Sang was an old customer of the beauty salon, as soon as she arrived, she ordered a breast enhancement and then a chest health treatment. She had said before that since she became a mistress, she should be professional about it, men like what they like, so she does what they like. I found it particularly strange to have those private areas touched by someone else, even if it was the same sex, so I opted for a full body massage instead.

  Chen Sang asked me about work and gave me a few words of advice. I don't know who brought it up first, but we started talking about Xiao Hong. Chen Sang made some insightful comments, saying that the girl was not simple. When Chen Sang referred to Xiao Hong as a little girl in a tone like an elder, I glanced at her sideways - she's only a few years older than Xiao Hong herself! But it's been a long time since many people remembered that she's still under twenty.

  I'm curious about this woman, Hong Yan. Chen Sang's information is more detailed than mine. She told me that this little girl's family was originally not bad, but later her father was cheated by his good brother while doing business and owed a lot of debt. Her mother then divorced her father and came to Shenzhen with her daughter. Her mother became someone else's mistress, and although her mother provided Hong Yan with rich living conditions, Chen Sang is also unclear why Hong Yan wanted to be a prostitute.

  Most of the women who enter this circle have complex family backgrounds, and each person has a tragic and laughable story behind them. Of course, we don't deserve sympathy or pity; we're just a group of women who crave vanity.

  Just talking about red color, didn't expect to meet her at the beauty salon. This time she was wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and a light blue open shirt outside, with a ponytail. Without heavy makeup, she looked youthful and vibrant, in comparison, I really have aged!

  There was a woman with a slender figure standing beside her. As I approached, I saw the looseness of her skin, and although she had taken good care of herself, age had still left its mark. The usually proud Chihiro's expression was tense, her face turned away from us. Chen Sang walked up to Chihiro and called out her real name, and I saw a look of unease on Chihiro's face.

  A middle-aged woman looked us up and down with a skeptical gaze, asking who we were. Chen Sang grasped Akane's wrist, smiling brightly, saying she was Akane's classmate. Akane nodded in agreement, proactively greeting me.

  As we walked out of the beauty salon, Chen Sang snorted a few times and said that if Hong Yan wanted to compete with her, she had started doing things at the age of 14. To be honest, I didn't think that was something to brag about, it sounded quite helpless.

  I understand why Chen Sang is so confident, because she has grasped Akane's weak point. Looking at Akane's appearance, her mother doesn't know that she works as a prostitute and must also be afraid of her mother finding out that she works as a prostitute. But actually, that can't even be considered a weak point! Now Akane is the treasure in Ouja's heart, Chen Sang basically doesn't dare to provoke her. However, if someone is too concerned about something, they will become timid and fearful, so then she has a weakness.

  Chen Sang took me to eat seafood, I planned to take advantage of her and ordered the biggest lobster. But just as I was about to take a bite, I received a call from my boss, I cursed his ancestors in my heart, he asked me to pack up dinner and bring it over. As I was leaving, I tore off a big piece of meat and stuffed it into my mouth, with another big piece clutched in my hand, as I walked out the door, I turned back and pitifully begged Chen Sang to pack some for me.