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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nAfter Zhong Yi hung up the phone, Losang gazed at the sunlight outside the window. Her heart was filled with despair.

nZhong Yi and Yi Jingxi were like a giant cage to her.

nShe tried so hard to run away, but now, she was back to the beginning.

nWould she live the rest of her life like this?

nSqueak!

nThe door suddenly opened. Yan Su walked in and paused briefly when seeing Luosang in the room.

nLuosang saw that Yan Su was carrying some beer.

n“I had a bad time at work, so I got myself some beer.” Yan Su shrugged and said, “Do you want one?”

n“Yes.” Luosang took a can of beer and opened it. She took a sip and found the beer to be terribly bitter.

nSitting in front of her, Yan Su was also slowly drinking the beer. Her face was cold, eyes filled with tiredness.

nSuddenly, Luosang felt relieved. She hadn’t known Yan Su for long, but she had learned that the latter had no strong family background. But unlike Tang Ning, she never complained, but had always worked hard silently.

nEveryone will encounter all sorts of difficulties on the road to success. Yan Su hadn’t given up yet, so Luosang believed that she shouldn’t feel disappointed either.

n“You better be careful about Ye Chuen,” Yan Su abruptly said to her with a low voice. “And you better stay away from Chi Shengxu. Ye Chuen has liked him for a long time now.”

nLuosang gave a start; she didn’t know how to respond.

nIn fact, she had sensed that long ago.

nAnd nothing was happening between her and Chi Shengxu at all.

nHearing her silence, Yan Su frowned and continued, “Ye Chuen’s family background is solid. I’m afraid that even the principal is afraid of her. Don’t offend her, unless you have to.”

nLuosang raised her eyebrows. She was a transfer student, so she didn’t know as much as Yan Su did. “What is her family background?” she asked.

n“It’s said that the chairman of Zhong Zhou Group Corporation is her great-uncle, and the president is her aunt,” said Yan Su.

nLuosang spewed out the beer.

nShe remembered the president of Zhong Zhou Group Corporation; her name was Murong Cheng. So it turned out that Ye Chuen was Nian Junting’s distant cousin.

n“What?” Yan Su looked at her and asked.

n“Nothing. I just see that she does have a strong family background.” Luosang raised her head to take a sip of beer.

nSomehow, she suddenly recalled the strange narcissistic look in Nian Junting’s face and wanted to laugh.

nShe also felt less depressed.

nTwo days later, Luosang went to Zhong Yi’s apartment in Xia City.

nWhen she arrived, she found that Zhong Yi’s apartment was located in the city center, on top of a tall building, covering an area of over four-hundred square feet with a swimming pool and a hanging garden. She was able to see the whole city from her apartment.

n“How do you like my place?” Zhong Yi sat on a bar stool, holding a glass of wine. Her red lips curved in a proud smile as she said to Luosang, “Jingxi bought this apartment for me.”

nHearing her words, Luosang felt like her intestines were tied into a knot.

nShe raised her head, eyes filled with coldness.

n“I told him that I’d come to Xia City to film a movie, and he bought me an apartment immediately. He said that the hotels were unhygienic. This apartment cost over forty million.” Zhong Yi smiled and continued, “He’s always like that. No matter how busy he is, I’m always his first priority.”

nLuosang frowned and said, “Did you pay me to be your assistant so you could tell me how well Yi Jingxi’s been treating you?”

nZhong Xi slowly slid off from the stool, walked up to Luosang, and said with a soft and low voice, “You’re wrong. I was just trying to tell you that all the money Yi Jingxi spent on me came from your Xu Pictures. It can be counted as your money that he’s been spending.”

nThe atmosphere suddenly turned icy-cold.

nLuosang trembled in anger. She thought of how her father was sent to prison two years ago, and how happy were Yi Jingxi and Zhong Yi about that.

nShe was completely enraged. The hatred that she had been trying to restrain for two years now exploded.

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