Chương 2: Chapter 2: Wasn't He Just A Gigolo?
Locked in the man's deep, dark eyes, she was so frightened that she couldn't breathe.
It was only after he brushed past her and left that she finally exhaled the breath she had been holding.
He shouldn't recognize her, should he?
After all, with so many faces to attend to, how could he possibly remember each one?
But the oppressive aura of a male escort was too strong; sleeping and waking up were utterly different matters...
"What are you spacing out for? Come here, we're running out of time," Luo Bingbing was already seated in front of the makeup mirror.
Tang Yu walked over, opened her makeup case, and took out the makeup tools inside, thinking to herself that it was Luo Bingbing who had sent the message earlier, instructing her to enter the makeup room without knocking.
Why, though? Hiring a gigolo wasn't exactly a matter of pride.
For celebrities, it was even more important to keep such things under wraps, wasn't it?
"Do you know who that person just now was?" Luo Bingbing's tone was filled with arrogance and pride. "Ye Sihan, the person in charge of KING Group, who has immense power in the capital, was able to decide life and death with just a glance."
Tang Yu was astonished, "The person in charge... of KING Group?"
Yes, Sister Xue had mentioned it. Wasn't he just a gigolo at the bar???
She was stunned.
She believed that Luo Bingbing wouldn't be mistaken, which meant she was the one who was wrong.
How could this be?
She figured it out; Ye Sihan must have been a gigolo before his business venture, and then he started from scratch with that career. He was indeed a remarkable person, after all, it would have taken numerous work with the wealthy women to amass the money to start a business!
"If it weren't for my sake, your behavior just now could have been enough to get yourself killed."
Tang Yu looked at Luo Bingbing's self-righteous face, speechless. You're not going to mention a word about the text message, are you?
She now understood why Luo Bingbing had done what she did; it was to let more people see her special relationship with Ye Sihan, to satisfy her vanity and ambition.
While doing her makeup, Luo Bingbing asked, "You were staring at Ye Sihan just now, weren't you?"
Tang Yu thought to herself that she had indeed been looking, but it was out of disbelief, definitely not out of lust.
After the makeup was done, Luo Bingbing said, "I'm not very satisfied with this makeup," and then pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from her wallet. "I'll reimburse you for your travel expenses, and I won't pursue anything else."
Every step Tang Yu took leaving the hotel was filled with anger.
She had run across half the city to get here, just for some travel expenses?
Was it just because she had taken an extra look at Ye Sihan? Was that really necessary?
Still, she couldn't digest the fact that the male escort from the past could suddenly become a powerful figure in the capital.
The key point was she had his child!
With Ye Sihan's powerful influence, what would he do if he found out that a woman outside had his child?
Tang Yu's first reaction wasn't to take the child and acknowledge the father so she could rise to wealth overnight but to keep this secret buried deep in her belly.
Otherwise, who knew whether the child she had painstakingly raised to the age of three would be snatched away?
Fortunately, the capital was vast. The chances of encountering someone she had met only once were slim.
Tang Yu stood at the crosswalk under the traffic light, preparing to head to the subway station, and thought to herself thankfully she was taking the subway; otherwise, she wouldn't have earned a single penny today and would not even be out of pocket.
In the same stream of cars waiting for the traffic light was a black Maybach, a luxurious beast lurking in the night, quietly stalking its prey with a predatory gaze.
Only three to four meters away from Tang Yu.
The entire car was pitch-black, emitting a noble sheen under the faint daylight. Even the windows were opaque, offering no glimpse inside, mysterious and profound.
Standing in broad daylight, Tang Yu suddenly felt a chill and looked around curiously for the source.
At that moment, the light turned green and the car slid past.
Of course, she found nothing.
When Tang Yu got home, she had to wait another hour before she could pick up her child, both physically and mentally exhausted.
It was probably the lack of money that was the main issue!
Her job as a makeup artist was unstable, and today was even more ridiculous—she was sent off with just a hundred bucks!
I still needed to find a stable job, so the kids could be entrusted to the school...
Determined, I got up, turned on my computer to search for jobs, and sent out almost a dozen resumes.
After picking up the kids and making them something to eat, I continued to hunch over the computer, looking for jobs and checking if any companies wanted me.
The four little ones were lined up, sitting cutely and adorably.
Huffing and puffing as they ate, they were so well-behaved.
After finishing their meals, they took their bowls to the sink to wash up on their own.
Standing on a small stool with short legs, their little chubby hands gripped a cloth, scrubbing inside the bowls, both cute and sensible.
Just as Xibao was about to climb onto the stool, Jun Ye stopped her, "Go see what Mommy is doing."
Xibao paused for a moment, her little face filled with determination as she looked at her brothers, telling them she could do it too.
"We'll wash them later!"
"Okay."
Although she said this, with Xibao's simple memory, she would forget in a moment. Most importantly, her brothers would help her wash up.
Xibao climbed up from behind and hugged my neck, "Mommy."
"What's up?" Tang Yu pulled up her little bottom, "Careful not to fall."
"Hmm, got it." Xibao acted spoiled. "Kiss~"
Tang Yu couldn't help but laugh, turned her face, let her daughter kiss her, and didn't forget to kiss her daughter's little cheek.
When the three brothers came over, Tang Yu had no desire to stay hunched over the computer and went to play with the children instead.
When the kids were all asleep, she turned on the computer again.
There were replies, even from the daytime, but they were rejections.
Still, she opened and read each rejection.
When she opened the last email, Tang Yu couldn't believe her eyes, an invitation for an interview?? The time and location were clearly stated!
Tang Yu was thrilled, with her mediocre education, it was impossible for her to join a serious company!
Why? Could it be her hardships had caught the attention of God?
The next day, after sending the kids to school, she followed the address to the company.
An old apartment building, fifth floor, no elevator.
The company Tang Yu was interviewing for was on the second floor, a quick climb.
Just as she reached the second floor, she heard a burst of screams from one of the rooms ahead.
Tang Yu was startled, what was happening?
Looking up, the wall was plastered with the company's slogans, no mistake this was the place...
With courage, she stepped forward, peeking in through the doorway—
A man was kneeling on the ground, his head bloodied from knocking it against the floor, blood smeared all over his face, ceaselessly pleading with the man sitting in the chair.
The man sitting in the chair exuded a cold and detached authority, an aura of hostility that made it difficult to breathe, his gaze dismissing life as if it were worthless.
"Please spare me! I won't dare again! I failed to recognize Mount Tai, there won't be a next time!" the man kept knocking his head on the floor, if he continued, his skull might crack open.
Tang Yu nervously watched the man sitting on the sofa, his three-dimensional features cold and sharp, his gaze as if it could pierce the deadly heart of a person.
She was just about to sneak away and leave quietly.
"Is there something you need?"
The voice behind her almost scared her soul away.
Looking up, she abruptly met those abyss-like cold black eyes inside the room, arresting her breath.
The man behind her was the secretary, Xiao Yu.
When he walked into the room, he glanced at Tang Yu, then stood beside Ye Sihan, "Mr. Ye, shall we handle this?"
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