Summary
The mother of the young master of Beijing’s social always uses money to buy off the women around him.
Watching this made me green with envy.
So, to get his mother to pay me off too, I started chasing after him, and made it look to everyone like we were together.
Sure enough, his mother fell for it and handed me money to keep me away from her son.
After I distanced myself from the young master for a while, his mother was very pleased and gave me the final payment.
But as I reached for the bank card, a slender hand stopped mine.
The young master looked at me with a cold, piercing gaze and let out a mocking laugh. “So that’s why you suddenly stopped chasing me.”
He leaned down close, his voice low in my ear: “Trying to toy with me? Do you want to die?”