Chapter One

If one day, a strange encounter appeared before you, and all you had to do was reach out and grab it, would you be tempted?

Of course, we must understand that in this world, everything comes with a price!

The sound of the alarm clock woke me up and I rolled over, sitting up on the small bed in the lounge.

Glancing at the time, it was precisely 5 PM.

I turned on the light, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. The sharp scent of the smoke traveled back and forth through my lungs, making me fully awake.

Then, I jumped out of bed and did dozens of push-ups on the floor, hearing the bones in my body crack as I moved. After that, I straightened out my clothes a bit and put on the black suit that hung in front of the door. I rubbed my face hard, relaxing the muscles in my face, and walked out of the lounge.

My name is Chen Yang, and I'm 23 years old, living in this medium-sized southern city.

I work in the city's famous "Golden Wall Luminous" entertainment center as the night club's manager. I'm sure many people have heard of what a night club is, and among similar entertainment venues in the city, this one is considered a high-end spot known for its young, beautiful ladies and enthusiastic service.

My title is manager.

The name sounds quite fancy, but the job itself is not as glamorous. My job is to socialize with customers at the nightclub, drink with them, manage the venue, much like a manager. When I stepped out of the rest area, there weren't many people in the hallway yet, but some waitresses had already started working and were cleaning the hallway. Because I was a supervisor, I had a small room as a resting area, and the room beside mine was the ladies' resting area. However, it was only five in the afternoon, and the ladies had not started their shifts yet, so the room beside mine was empty at the moment. As I walked out, I saw a beautiful woman coming out of the next room, and I glanced at her. It was Mary. Mary is a senior figure at the nightclub. She used to be quite famous a few years ago, and had worked at several entertainment venues in the city. Now that she is a little older, she is organizing her resources and attracting a group of young girls, and has become a 'mama' herself. Mary has been doing well in our venue, with two or three dozen girls following her to make a living. Moreover, she has been in the industry for many years and has a wild personality. If there is not enough staff around, she can call up a dozen girls with just one phone call. Unfortunately, throughout her career, she has not been able to bring out a truly successful girl.

The so-called "red card" is not just about being beautiful. Nowadays, being a prostitute is not an easy job. To be honest, being a "prostitute" is not a simple task either. As a red card, one must not only be beautiful but also be smart, know how to please customers, and know how to read their expressions. They need to be coquettish at the right time, but also maintain a certain level of dignity when necessary.

Usually, those who can become red cards are the kind of female demons who can seduce men into a stupor.

The kind of prostitute who takes off her clothes and throws herself on the customer is only liked by naive boys who have never seen a woman before.

Nowadays, men have become so sophisticated when it comes to playing around!

To be honest, Mary is a very seductive woman. Her features are glamorous, and her figure is curvaceous. She has the right curves in the right places and is dressed in a black suit with the front of her shirt open, revealing half of a white lace bra and a cleavage that is very tempting for a mature and glamorous woman.

"Xiao Wu ge~~" When Mary saw me, her eyes lit up and she smiled sweetly, calling my name. She deliberately swayed her body like a snake, walking towards me, pressing her body against mine, and hanging her upper body on my arm. She used a sugary voice to laugh in my ear, "You have to take care of me tonight. That bastard died yesterday and put my team last. My little sisters didn't get any work last night."

After speaking, as if intentionally, she rubbed her * against my arm a few times.

I had a playful look on my face as I deliberately smacked her perky butt and gave it a squeeze before saying, "Mary, are you trying to pull one over me? Would Ah Qiang dare to go against you? I saw it with my own eyes last night, your girls were the busiest. And didn't Mr. Ma even bring Lili out yesterday?"

Mary flashed me a seductive glance and cooed, "I don't care. Tonight, you better treat me well!" She then snuggled up to me, her soft and fragrant body pressing against my arm.

Many people think that the women working in these entertainment venues are all from nightclubs. However, this concept is incorrect.

Nightclubs do not employ these women, and neither the women nor their mamas receive any salary from the nightclub. Usually, the nightclub business attracts a few mamas, each of whom brings a group of women to work daily to serve the customers. The women rely on the tips they receive from customers for their livelihoods. The mamas' income comes from earning a percentage of the tips given to the women from the customers, usually about ten percent.

Of course, there are some women or mamas doing exceptionally well. Once they become acquainted with a few loyal customers, they can take bookings for VIP rooms in the nightclubs through these customers, and earn a percentage of the customers' total expenditures for that night.

For example, Mary's girls may not have any top-tier women, but as a result of her extensive social network, she has a few significant clients. Every month, these significant clients spend tens of thousands in the nightclub. As a result, Mary's percentage of these tips can be quite substantial.

To be frank, given the job I'm doing now, Mary indeed needs to suck up to me.

Due to the nightclub's system, when customers come, it's usually the customer manager who's responsible for receiving them and taking them to the private room. Once there, I'll find a ma-mi or lady who I'm on good terms with to serve the customer, and I hold most of the power. Therefore, the ma-mis and ladies who frequent here try to curry favor with me, hoping that I'll introduce more business to them.

There are many ladies who are willing to do anything to make more money or get a good position under the manager. Some even offer themselves to the manager for his benefit. From what I know, at least half of the ladies here have been with the other supervisor Ah Qiang.

But I'm a friendly person, seldom scolding or bullying the ladies and never taking advantage of my power over them. My relationship with them has been pretty good so far.

Mary laughs coquettishly, and I take the opportunity to wrap my hand around her soft waist, giving it a gentle squeeze. I can't help but sigh in admiration. Damn, she feels so good to the touch! This woman has a fantastic figure, fair and smooth skin, especially her waist, which doesn't have an ounce of fat. Adding to that the nightclub's dress code, where ma-mis wear these tight black suits, holding a small purse for tips, she has this alluring office lady vibe.

I can't help but sigh again. There are no red card ladies under Mary's command because she won't go back to the trade. If she did, she'd surely be a red card. Although she's not strikingly beautiful, her eyes and brows are well-shaped, and she can read the minds of the customers, coaxing them skillfully. It's no wonder she was a red card in the past.

"Xiao Wu, it's still early, do you want me to help you loosen up your bones?" She said, giving me a seductive look with eyes that seemed like they were about to overflow with water. I knew she was playing with me. We're about to start work soon, so even if I wanted to do anything, there wouldn't be enough time. I gave her a playful twist on her hips and said, "Alright, stop messing with me. I have a few customers reserving a private room tonight. I'll bring you in, but tell your assistant to dress nicely - my customers have a sharp eye."

Mary smiled immediately and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, then twisted her way back into the makeup room.

In the luxurious Golden Nightclub, there are four managers in total. I'm the youngest but I've been working here the longest. I've been around here since I was eighteen, starting from being a busboy all the way up to being a manager.

Tonight, I was working with another manager, Ah Qiang. He's several years older than me, already in his thirties, with a baby face. His eyes are always full of lust, as if he's always unsatisfied with something. When I walked into the back kitchen, he was flirting with another mama-san, Feng Jie.

Feng Jie is the number one mama-san here. She doesn't have as many girls under her as Mary, but she has two super popular girls, the town's centerpieces. Absolutely beautiful girls.

I sat down and greeted Ah Qiang and Feng Jie. Feng Jie immediately smiled and came over, intentionally sitting next to me. Feng Jie and Mary were completely different. Mary was a glamorous mature woman with a hot figure while Feng Jie was petite. However, her eyes were very charming, and her body didn't have the same scent of dust as Mary’s, but she was extremely shrewd and had ways of her own. Otherwise, she would not be able to control the two top-notch little sisters under her.

"Xiao Wu, why are you coming so late?" Ah Qiang smiled and handed me a cigarette, showing off his white teeth. It is said that this guy used to work in a famous duck shop in this city. He was also popular in the duck industry when he was young. He is now old and can no longer compete with those young people in the industry, so he came to our business to make a living.

I have never liked this guy because, with his skills, he was unlikely to become a manager. It is said that he also climbed the ladder by relying on women. According to rumors, there is a wealthy woman behind this nightclub who is a shareholder, and he entered the business through her.

I always feel that men who depend on women are pitiful, and I have never been fond of him. I know behind his back, many people in the company secretly call him the "soft meal king." I maintained a faint smile on my face, nodded to him, and greeted him.

Feng Jie straightforwardly put her hand around my neck: "Xiao Wu brother, I heard that Mr. Ma will also come tonight. He is your old customer. Please take good care of me tonight."

As soon as I noticed that Feng Jie was hugging me, I saw Ah Qiang's eyes flicker with a hint of displeasure. He immediately pretended to smoke and shook off Feng Jie's arm. I wasn't afraid of Ah Qiang, but I thought in this kind of situation, it wasn't necessary to offend a colleague over a nightclub mama. "Feng Jie, you have two top players under your supervision, they can just wait to count money every day." I smiled and took a puff of smoke, then ordered a set meal. I noticed that Feng Jie's expression was a bit unnatural, but I chuckled and said: "Your brother Xiao Wu has to take care of you no matter what, right?" When I heard that, I had a feeling. Could it be that there was a problem with those two red card girls under her? But that's not my business. I wolfed down the food, threw the chopsticks aside, greeted the two of them, and went upstairs to take a shower. Leaving Ah Qiang and Feng Jie being secretive, I didn't know what they were discussing. Everyone here knows that Ah Qiang and Feng Jie have a relationship, not just one, but many! Generally, the mamas rarely give themselves to the supervisors, but there are cases where they have actually hooked up. For example, Ah Qiang and Feng Jie, but I suspect that the real purpose of this guy hooking up with Feng Jie is probably those two red card girls under her. Red card girls are completely different from regular girls. For example, regular girls need to flatter us, flatter the mamas. They flatter us because we usually take care of the younger sisters with good relationships, and bring them into some big clients' private rooms. As for flattering the mamas, it's to get better placement when it comes to picking girls for customers.

Friends who have played in these places all know that when guests choose girls, they usually have the girls stand in a row in the private room for the guests to choose from. The best girls who are closest to the mamasan usually stand at the front and closest to the guests. As for the girls who are not favored, they can only stand near the door and may even be blocked by others.

Even if you are a beautiful celestial goddess, guests will not see you and you will not have any business.

Red card girls do not need to flatter people, they have many familiar big customers themselves. Every night, they don't even have to wait in line for guests to choose, as they have regular old customers that will pick them. Instead, mamasan has to be polite to these red card girls because they are the cash cows that lay golden eggs under the supervision of the mamasan! Usually, supervisors may take advantage of ordinary girls thanks to their power, but red card girls do not have to face the supervisor.

In my opinion, there are a total of four red card girls in our establishment, two of whom are super red card girls and truly stunning beauties! One of them even graduated from a famous art school and played supporting roles in several movies and TV dramas. However, the competition in the entertainment industry is too fierce, and coming here to make quick money is a good option for her.

I went upstairs to the sauna and took a shower for 20 minutes under hot water before feeling the energy in my body restored. When I came out, the little brother in the sauna came over respectfully and called me "Wu-ge" before asking if I wanted him to find two girls to massage my bones.

I never touch the girls in the sauna, because I feel that they are dirty. Let me give you some numbers and you'll understand. There are thirty girls in the sauna department of our entertainment center, and on an average night, there are more than one hundred customers here. Each girl must see at least three customers per night, which amounts to more than ninety customers per month! Over a half year, it is five hundred and forty times! And in one year... well, you can do the math. Of course, I rarely touch the girls in the nightclubs either. Although they are also out to make money, most of them rarely go to the bed with customers because they do not have to. They can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month without doing so. I am not saying that the nightclub girls are cleaner, because no one in this industry is. That is one of the reasons why after hanging out for some time, I basically stopped going to nightclubs. However, when you think about it, are "virtuous" women really clean these days? Those female middle school and college students whose hair hasn't even grown in yet and are always surfing the internet, meeting one stranger today and another tomorrow, sleeping with different strangers at hotels--compared to the girls who earn their living this way, there really isn't that much of a difference in terms of cleanliness based on frequency alone. This young man knew my habits, and he found a young massage therapist for me, not a prostitute. This is a high-end place, and not every customer comes here to buy sex. There are professional masseuses too.

If it were in the past, I wouldn't refuse to enjoy a massage after taking a shower. The consumption here is high, just taking a shower costs $100, and the massage technicians' skills are really good; some of them even come from coastal cities in the south. Moreover, I don't need to pay for the shower and enjoy it here. But time is running out, so I shake my head and ask him to bring me a bottle of mineral water. I drink it all at once, then put on clothes and go downstairs.

At exactly seven o'clock in the evening, work begins.

There is a row of greeters wearing high-slit cheongsams at the entrance. When a customer walks in, they bow together and speak in a chorus of gentle and sweet voices, "Good evening, boss!" "Good evening, sir!" "Good evening, boss..."

These greeters at the entrance are actually the service staff in the private rooms, commonly known as princesses. Only high-end nightclubs have such princesses, and they are not found in low-end establishments. These princesses in the private rooms are responsible for serving tea and pouring wine, and occasionally accompanying guests for a drink or a dice game. However, guests are not allowed to touch or hold them, but their service is absolutely impeccable. Often, when a guest finishes his or her consumption, they will give a few hundred dollars in tips. It can be said that they are the cleanest people here. Many of the other young ladies often joke that they want to become a princess in the private rooms.

They work hard, accompany guests for drinks, let guests hold them, and every night, they only make a few hundred dollars just by sitting in a booth.

Of course, there are also beautiful princesses who, after working for a while, cannot resist the temptation of money and simply switch to become young ladies.

Ah Qiang and I were both wearing work suits with earphones on our ears and walkie-talkies hanging on our belts underneath. We walked back and forth in the establishment, occasionally greeting familiar guests and even drinking with them in the private rooms. Our business was doing extremely well. By less than 9 o'clock, all the private rooms were fully booked. I accompanied a regular customer, Mr. Ma, in a large private room for two drinks and then slipped out to catch some fresh air in the break room. The guests in the private rooms tonight were drinking heavily, so I had a few extra drinks and felt a bit dizzy.

As soon as I sat down, a soft, spongy body pressed up against my back. I smelled the perfume and knew it was Mary. Her face was flushed, probably from the alcohol. She casually handed me a small wet towel and with a sweet and greasy voice said, "Brother Xiao Wu, why are you here all alone?" I sighed, knowing she wouldn't just come to chat without a reason. I wiped my face and looked up at her, asking, "What's wrong, Sister Mary?"

"Oh..." She giggled and sat down next to me, leaning against my shoulder. There was only a sofa bed in my break room, so the two of us were sitting side by side on the bed. She rested on my shoulder and said in a cajoling tone, "Can't I come to see you and talk with you when there's nothing wrong?"

To be honest, I had a little too much to drink tonight. I casually hugged her waist and my hand went down, but she did not dodge. Her snake-like waist twisted and turned in my embrace, seeming to deliberately tease me.

I am not a good person. I am just surviving in this environment. I have had relations with the ladies in the nightclubs. Recently, Mary is trying to seduce me. I lightly touched her leg under her short skirt, which she wears with a small suit. Tonight, Mary is wearing thin stockings, and her skin feels smooth and elastic. It is said that she habitually takes cold showers to maintain her figure. Despite being at least twenty-five or twenty-six years old, she has a better figure than many girls in their early twenties.

Mary giggles as if trying to resist my magic hands but also tempting me further. I immediately understand her intentions. So, I stick my hand into her blouse, fondling her * through her bra. My mouth speaks without thinking, "Mary, are you intentionally here to seduce me?"

Mary chuckles, opening my hand. "Xiao Wu, thank you for your help earlier." She is referring to the two groups of customers that I sent her, and Feng Jie was beside me at that time. I do not care about Feng Jie, who is Ah Qiang's woman. What's my responsibility to her anyway?

"Tonight I'll treat you to supper. We'll go to Cui Xiang Ge after work, and tonight all my little sisters under my command want to properly thank you." She looked at me with misty eyes, carrying a seductive scent. I joked, "All your little sisters under your command want to thank me? I don't think I can handle it all in one night. Just you, Mary, I'm afraid I might not be able to handle."

Mary playfully brushed her hand across my chest and said with a laugh, "Xiao Wu, don't tease me. Who doesn't know you're skilled? Your body is so strong, you'll make a lucky wife someday."

I shrugged and said, "Wife? I don't have a wife..."

Mary's eyes looked like they were about to well up with water, and she immediately threw herself into my arms. "Alright, Xiao Wu, tonight...could I go with you instead?"

My heart stirred, but I became wary. Mary, although vulgar in manner, usually kept her distance. People in her line of work could be teased and handled, but it was rare for them to truly give anyone an advantage.

Was she trying to curry favor with me by coming on to me tonight? But if she wanted to, she could've just had one of her little sisters handle it. She didn't need to personally come out, right?

As expected, when my mind was wandering, Mary suddenly said, "Xiao Wu Ge, I have something to tell you. Can you help me out? Two of Xiao Feng's girls want to transfer to my place. You know how Xiao Feng is, she cannot refuse if you speak up for me. Can you help me with this?" As she spoke, she was almost leaning against my ear and her teeth intentionally or unintentionally nibbled it a few times. One of her palms suddenly grabbed onto my "little brother" and gently squeezed a few times. She was very skillful in her movements, neither too light nor too heavy. Her soft chest rubbed against me, igniting a flame within me. When I couldn't resist grabbing her, Mary giggled and dodged away, looking at me with silky seductive eyes, and said in a sweet voice, "Xiao Wu Ge, it's not good right now, I still have to go to work... Don't mess up my clothes, okay?" I chuckled lightly, "Seductress, you've put me on fire. Do you really want to ignore it?" A strange look flashed in her eyes, she locked the door behind her and walked up to me with a twist of her waist. She squatted down gently, her slender hands skillfully undoing my zipper, then she looked up with a seductive smile and opened her mouth...

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Chapter Three

After finding a car, two young men helped me onto it and took me to the hospital. At the hospital, my wounds were treated and checked. There was no broken glass in my head, and I was given a tetanus shot. I was quite annoyed. My head was wrapped in a piece of gauze that looked like a mourning hat. It made me feel really angry.

As I walked out of the emergency room, besides the two service staff, I saw a girl standing outside. She had a slender figure, medium-length hair, and a pretty face. She was wearing a simple, tight-fitting long-sleeved sweater and a pair of jeans. She had a refreshing and beautiful look, with a highly coordinated body proportion. Her long legs, tightly wrapped in jeans, were curved in all the right places, exuding youthful vitality.

I recognized her. She was the little service staff who had caused tonight's incident, the girl named Xiao Di. Although I was quite angry with her for getting me into a fight tonight, I realized that it was not entirely her fault, so I did not show any hostility towards her.

"Manager Chen..." The little girl appeared anxious and shy as she stepped towards me cautiously. "I'm sorry, tonight was all my fault."

I waved my hand, "What are you doing here?"

"I came here to thank you. If it wasn't for you tonight..." The girl lowered her head, her long hair covering half of her face. Her slender eyes flashed under her eyelashes. She was indeed a beautiful woman, no wonder that drunkard had insisted on her company.

"Alright, it's none of your business! You work in the company, and the company will cover for you! Don't call me the manager anymore, just call me Wu Ge like everyone else." I looked at her blushing cheeks and her lowered head, feeling a wave of emotion surging within me. A wicked thought occurred to me: if this girl were to start working in the sex industry, she would definitely be a hit!

However, I quickly realized that this wicked thought was sacrilegious towards the innocent girl and forced myself to erase the impure thoughts from my mind. Two henchmen came up: "Wu Ge, how are you feeling?"

I shook my head, "I'm fine. You guys can go back. I'm not going to the company tonight. I'm going home to get some sleep. Go find Ah Qiang and let him take care of everything. Leave him alone."

One of the guys tried to please me, "Wu Ge, why don't we give you a ride home? It's not safe at night."

I pretended to kick him and jokingly scolded, "What's there to ride? I'm not a girl. Is there anything that's worth riding for me? You guys go back quickly."

Di suddenly spoke up in a low voice, "I...I'll take you home, Wu Ge."

I looked at her, and she immediately blushed and didn't dare to look me in the eye, as if she were frightened. She quickly continued, "Wu Ge, you stood up for me tonight. I'll take you home, or I won't feel good about myself." She twisted her clothes with both hands, looking a little flustered.

The guy next to her wanted to say something but was lightly kicked by his companion and immediately realized his mistake. Both of them had an ambiguous expression on their faces.

I could tell from the looks on their faces exactly what kind of filthy thoughts those two guys were having, but I didn't want to waste my breath on them. I waved them off and the girl cautiously walked over to me, taking hold of my arm and leading me away. As we walked, I caught a whiff of her subtle fragrance - not perfume, more like the light, clean scent of soap on her clothes. When was the last time I had met such a innocent girl? I chuckled at myself - my workplace had been devoid of purity for centuries. In recent years, even the once naive girls who joined our business had become little seductresses after just a few months. They started off blushing at every word and ended up tempting men with just a look in their eyes. After a few steps, I suddenly felt the urge to tease her a little. "Are you afraid of me?" I asked. "No! No, of course not!" she shook her head in a hurry. "Everyone says you're a good person, and you always take care of us. Whenever something happens, you're willing to stand up for us. I heard that there are four managers in the company, and you are the best!" A good person, huh? I shook my head. A good person? Ha... how could someone like me, in my line of work, have anything to do with being a good person? I just knew how hard it was for the people below me because I had started at the bottom myself. That's why I tried to be kind to them and considerate of them as much as possible.

As I arrived at the hospital entrance, a van was heading towards me. Several people jumped out and ran into the hospital. They didn't seem like decent people, some with shaved heads, others with dyed hair, and two even had tattoos on their necks, clearly thugs.

Initially, I didn't pay much attention to them. However, these guys went straight to the lobby and pulled out a few people from one of the rooms. To my amazement, these were the same three guys I had just beaten up earlier!

Damn! What a coincidence! These three thugs also came to the hospital to receive treatment.

It's not surprising since this is the hospital closest to the nightclub. When someone is injured, they naturally choose the closest hospital for treatment.

However, the coincidence was not in my favour. One of the thugs noticed me from afar, and my heart sank. I knew my situation. Normally, I wouldn't care about these guys, but with my head wrapped in bandages and feeling dizzy, my fighting strength had clearly dropped several levels. Not to mention, I only had a young girl by my side. If only I hadn't let those two boys go earlier.

"F***! Stop that man and woman!" The guy who saw me shouted.

I panicked and grabbed Little Di's arm, shouting, "Run, quick!"

She also saw the man and recognised him, turning pale with fright. I pulled her along and bolted for the exit.

The few guys behind hadn't figured it out yet. The person who saw me shouted again, "That guy is the one who hit me!" Now, five or six people suddenly woke up and rushed towards me. Some of them even drew knives or other weapons from their pockets. I had no time to think as my head was spinning, so I grabbed the girl and ran recklessly. However, with my injuries and drunkenness, my legs felt weak. The girl wasn't fast either. The people behind us were getting closer. Suddenly, I grabbed a bicycle from the roadside and pushed it back, using its momentum to slow them down. Looking up, I saw a taxi parked on the roadside ahead. Without hesitation, I summoned all my strength and ran towards the taxi. I stuffed the girl in first, and then I jumped in and shouted, "Drive! Fast!" The taxi driver was shocked. Seeing my head wrapped in bandages and several fierce-looking guys chasing us, he hesitated. I shouted again, "If you don't drive, they will smash your car!" This sentence worked, the driver hit the gas pedal and took off immediately. I finally breathed a sigh of relief as the yelling behind us faded away. I said, "Thank you" to the driver and suddenly realized that I was lying on the girl's lap the whole time.

Just a moment ago, the two of us rushed into the car in a hurry, and now I’m lying on top of the girl at the back seat. Her body is half-laying with her face up, and my legs are pressing against hers, while my head is almost buried in her plump chest. At this moment, her face turned red, as if she is trying hard to restrain herself from talking. Her face is filled with shyness, and her watery eyes avoid making any eye contact with me.

The air seems to have frozen for a while, and I can smell the fragrance of the girl all over my nose. At such a beautiful moment, I can hardly control my chaotic thoughts. Her eyes are filled with anxiety, but mostly shyness. Finally, she bit her lip gently and whispered in a low voice, almost inaudibly: "Big Brother Wu... Can you, can you please move away?”

I coughed and immediately sat upright. Being extra careful not to touch her again. I admit that I am not a good man. I work in nightclubs, and when it comes to women, I am definitely not a gentleman. However, I respect this pure girl in my heart.

Perhaps it is because I have seen too much dirty stuff that I appreciate this rare purity in modern society.

I can tell that this girl's eyes are very clean. It’s not a deliberate pretense of innocence, but a true clarity.

"You're Xiaodi, right?" I sat up straight, deliberately concealing my embarrassment, and smiled: "How long have you been working at the company?"

"Wu Ge, my surname is Yan, and my name is Yan Di. Today is my third day of work." Yan Di's expression on her face was either shy or uncertain as she sat carefully next to me. She hesitated for a moment before coming closer to me and helping me fix the gauze on my head, which had become slightly dislodged during our rush to escape earlier.

As she tugged at the gauze, the wound on my head throbbed and burned, causing her to pull back her hand and look at me with timid concern. "Did I hurt you?" she asked.

I shook my head. "No, it's fine."

It was then that I realized I had forgotten to tell the driver our destination. After some hesitation, I asked Yan Di, "Where do you live? Let me take you home first."

"No need," the girl shook her head, her voice soft but resolute.

My place was on a small street in the southern part of the city, in an old and infamous area known for its complex environment, meaning that its security was less than ideal. This area was home to all the low-end hair salons, small massage parlors, and various street vendors. Even at two or three in the morning, one could see all sorts of villains and hooligans roaming around. Fights would often break out on the street over trivial matters, even in the middle of the night.

The biggest reason why I chose to live here was that the rent was cheap.

My place was on the third floor of an old building, and before we headed up, Yan Di suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me into a small convenience store next door to buy two anti-inflammatory pills. I had forgotten to pick them up at the hospital.

Afterwards, she helped me up the stairs. In the dark and gloomy hallway, I could feel the girl struggling to support me. She seemed a bit tired, panting softly, but she tried to suppress it so I wouldn't hear. The palm of her hand was slightly damp with sweat.

I don't know why, but it seemed like something soft inside of me was gently touched, and I suddenly felt moved. I couldn't remember the last time someone had taken care of me so thoughtfully. It seemed like I had only experienced this kind of warmth when I was with my master.

Lost in my thoughts, I unconsciously leaned towards her, as if I was reluctant to let go. The girl didn't notice and assumed that I was just weak from my injuries. She continued to help me climb the stairs step by step.

"5th Brother, why did you stand up for me tonight?" In the darkness, it seemed like a pair of shining eyes were staring at me.

I took a deep breath, turned my head, and avoided the gaze. After hesitating for a moment, I tried to speak in a calm tone, "You're different from those other girls who work in the entertainment business. They are just hanging around looking for random clientele, but you work for the company and are paid a salary. I need to look after you."

After a moment of silence, I heard a gentle voice say, "Little 5th Brother, thank you. I know you're a good person. I heard from them that if it was any other supervisor, they would have thrown me out and not sacrificed customer satisfaction for the sake of a server."

I remained silent, almost instinctively not daring to accept that pure sense of gratitude.

"You're wrong, I'm not a good person," I replied sullenly.

"Hmph, am I worthy of a good person..."