Do you want me to invite you?

  I returned home to find Chen Sang sitting on the couch, still wearing last night's clothes. As soon as she saw me, she scolded me harshly: "Where did you go? Why was your phone turned off? Do you know how many times I called you?"

  I walked out of Song Mu's villa and soon after, he called me. I turned off the phone directly.

  She stared at me and asked about last night, there are some things that Chen Sang won't tell me, and I won't tell Chen Sang either. Some secrets can only be left unspoken. I said I was tired, Chen Sang didn't bother me anymore, she asked if I had eaten breakfast, I shook my head, she said I'll get Ah Guang to buy some seafood congee for you, eat it and then sleep!

  Listening to it, my heart is warm and I hold her arm and smile, saying that we will go shopping together on Saturday. She shakes her head and tells me that she has some things to do on Saturday and asks me to take care of the girls under her hand.

  After eating porridge, I went into the bedroom and fell onto the quilt, unable to get up.

  Three days passed and I thought Song Mu-zhi's phone would come again, but I didn't wait for Song Mu-zhi's phone call, instead I received a summons from the Overlord.

  At that time, I was having hot pot with Keke at a small eatery. The owner told me that their chili sauce was very spicy, but I didn't believe her and added a lot of it to my noodles. As someone who is usually good at eating spicy food, my lips were numb and swollen from the spiciness.

  Cocoa said the greens would be overcooked if I didn't eat them, so I was busy stuffing my mouth with greens. The phone rang and I didn't even have time to see who it was, so I just told the person on the phone that I was having dinner and would call back later.

  The boss only said three words to me before hanging up the phone, which were "roll over here". I hung up the phone and cursed loudly, "Damn it, do you think I'm a ball? Always rolling around."

  These boastful words, I only dare to say in a corner where the tyrant can't see. I take out two Red Bulls from my bag and put them on the table, telling Keke that she should leave first.

  Standing in front of the small white building, I waved my fists at the gate twice before pressing the doorbell. This time it was not the tyrant who opened the door, but the middle-aged woman I saw last time. I looked at her and didn't know whether to call her "sister" hypocritically or "auntie" respectfully. She simply ignored me, opened the door and turned around to leave, probably she had seen many women like me coming to the door before.

  I went into the house and saw Ba Wang eating, with two dishes and a soup on the table, it was quite ordinary home cooking. I thought that second-generation rich kids would only eat delicacies from mountains and seas! Ba Wang didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, completely ignoring me. I stood beside the dinner table, neither standing nor sitting.

  Chopsticks clattered onto the plate, he raised his chin and looked down at me with a cold hum, do you want me to invite you?

  I stared at the almost empty dishes, with only a pair of chopsticks left on the table. No matter how I looked at it, it didn't seem like he wanted me to eat. He ordered me to finish everything, and I realized that this young master had a habit of making people eat leftover food, and even deliberately stared at them. It really looked like raising a dog.

  My stomach was already 70-80% full, and when I finally swallowed the last bite of food, I felt like my stomach was about to explode.

  The overbearing man had his hands clasped together in front of his chest, striking a particularly cool pose. He asked me what Song Mu-zhi wanted to see me about, and I thought to myself, surely it can't be just to mess with me?!

  When he said those words, his expression was still that superior look, and I was like an ant under his feet, small and humble.

  I have an urge to kick that face, I've never hated someone so much, even more than my stepmother. Similarly, I've never been so afraid of someone. Because I know, I can't afford to offend him, he doesn't need to lift a finger, and I can say goodbye to this world. After all, it's easy to get rid of a miss like me, and no one would care.

  I'm not that kind of noble and upright person who views life and death as nothing. I'm also not that kind of arrogant, sexy woman. Although this world is really damn messy, I still want to live on, so I honestly told him, Song Mu-zhi saw my pitiful state and gave me some money to go home.