“I’m really lazy, so lazy that I once wanted to give up my final struggle. When I saw others’ contemptuous looks, I told myself that I would do better than anyone else. I worked hard to study, prepared for graduate exams, and finally became more capable. I was even called a devil in an angel’s disguise, something men would fear at the mention of my name. But I was willing, because I proved that my parents abandoning me was wrong, and I wanted them to regret it. But I discovered that even after proving myself, my heart only hurt more. I’m exhausted by life. I just want to be an ordinary person with a peaceful family and a simple life, but these are things I can never obtain.
I thought I had finally found someone to rely on, finally could rest, but I realized I’ve always been struggling alone. Tears rolled down, and I thought I had never complained before, only to realize I had buried my grievances so deep that I had deceived even myself.
I didn’t want to care whether the person on the ground had stopped breathing, just wanted to sit quietly alone forever.
“Miss, I’ve brought Lady Yao Hong—” The voice that reached my ears suddenly stopped. Xiao Wu, looking travel-worn, stood motionless at the doorway, shocked by the scene.
One person sat in a daze, eyes vacant and unfocused. The other lay unconscious on the ground, showing no response. Anyone seeing this situation would misunderstand.
“Miss, are you alright!” An anxious, worried voice. She rushed towards me, her body trembling, speaking with sobs, her voice clearly mixed with fear.
“Miss, are you joking with me? You asked me to serve a guest, but who am I supposed to serve!” The woman in red looked at us with contempt, her sharp voice cutting through the air.
I looked up coldly at her. If she hadn’t taken this attitude, I might have pitied her, but her arrogance and mockery meant she didn’t deserve pity—because she was not qualified to mock us.
“You’ve been paid, right? So strip and lie on the bed. I don’t want to teach you how to serve guests anymore.” My voice had no warmth, not a trace of compassion.
