As the city lights start to shine, most of the office workers have already gotten off work. Some are on their way home, some on their way to a date, and some have already reached home to have dinner with their families.
It seems like everyone is hurriedly trying to enjoy life, but for Lin Yixun, all of this is too luxurious. Her busy day has just begun.
She works at T City's largest business club—Nightshade. The people who come and go here are all notable figures in T City, either rich or powerful.
However, no matter how noble their status, no matter how glamorous their exterior, they cannot hide the ugliness within their hearts. Sometimes, the powerful are even more shameless than the ruffians.
Just like now, the fat, oily-faced man in front of her is staring directly at her chest, his eyes practically stripping her clothes away.
In the three years she has worked at Nightshade, Lin Yixun has encountered this situation countless times. She naturally knows the filthy thoughts of these people. She remembers the first time, she couldn't hold back her temper, got up, and gave that lecherous man a hard slap.
A hot, stinging pain spread from her right cheek. Lin Yixun instinctively reached out her hand. When her fingertips touched the uneven wound on her cheek, a sharp pain flashed through her eyes.
This long scar constantly reminds her that she is no longer the mayor's overbearing daughter. Those living at the bottom should never have pride or shame.
The more you desire dignity, the more miserable your death will be. The powerful enjoy trampling on others' dignity the most.
In a daze, the fat, greasy hand crawled onto the back of her hand, groping it over and over again. It felt like tiny ants crawling over her hand, making her entire body shudder.
Lin Yixun's eyelashes trembled, her stomach churned, but her expression didn't change, and she didn't pull her hand away from the man's paw.
Three years is neither long nor short, but enough to break a person's spine and crush all of their pride. After enduring countless humiliations, Lin Yixun gradually learned to endure, no matter how humiliating, how angry, or how disgusting, she had to grit her teeth and bear it. Otherwise, even greater humiliation awaited.
Fortunately, the man didn't go too far. After taking some liberties, he reluctantly withdrew his hand. In the end, he even ordered several bottles of high-end foreign wine.
Lin Yixun silently comforted herself that there is no such thing as a free lunch. If you want to get something, naturally, there is a price to pay. The commission from these bottles of wine is more than enough to cover the property fees for the next two months, and she was only touched a few times without losing a single hair. In the end, she still came out ahead.
After leaving the private room, she quickly walked into the bathroom.
The cold hand sanitizer spread on her hands, turning into tiny bubbles that slowly washed away the dirt. Only then did Lin Yixun feel a bit better.
But can washing over and over again really clean away all the dirt and disgrace?
Lin Yixun slowly lifted her head and looked at herself in the mirror. The woman in the mirror was dressed scantily, with heavy makeup, bearing no resemblance to her former self.
Sometimes, even she almost doesn't recognize herself.
Who would have thought that the once proud peacock, the belle of A University, would fall to this state, selling alcohol and laughs, allowing others to take advantage?
Lin Yixun stared blankly at the familiar yet strange self in the mirror, raised her hand to touch the long scar on her right cheek, and scenes flashed through her mind.