Chapter 17: Only More Humiliation

und' was a gift from her grandfather. Even now that it was in their hands, she had to see with her own eyes how these "family members" were ruining her and her grandfather's hard work!Like a marionett...Outside the private room, Su Meng turned from the corner. She raised her head and her eyes narrowed instantly. She walked lightly to the outside of the private room, "Luna, what are you looking at"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind her. Luna outside the private room jumped and turned around. After seeing who it was, her pretty face became uncomfortable. "No, no, I didn't do anything…"

Luna is the princess of Room 606. Those young masters didn't want her to serve them, but instead asked Meng Jie to personally send the new cleaner in.

Luna was kicked out of the private room, naturally she wasn't convinced. Seeing that no one was around, Luna quietly pushed open the door of a private room and peeked inside through the crack. At this sight, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but sneer at Jian Tong's incompetence in her heart.

Sumeng let out a cold snort. She asked, "What are you looking at" not "What are you doing". Luna was undoubtedly guilty as charged.

“This isn’t your concern, go attend to the guests on the first floor.” Luna was about to say something else when Su Meng gave her a cold glance. Only then did Luna reluctantly leave the sixth floor. But she was still resentful in her heart... Sister Meng was unfair, clearly she was the princess of room 606, yet she wouldn't let her go in to greet the important guests.

Today's visitors are all wealthy and influential figures, not to be underestimated. They are all young and handsome, a rare sight indeed. For such a great opportunity, Meng Jie assigned this useless janitor instead.

Now I'm still letting myself go down to the first floor to greet those ordinary customers!

Luna stormed off, stamping her feet in anger.

Su Meng gently pushed open a crack in the door. The scene inside shocked her, even though she was used to the darkness and revelry of the entertainment district.

Private Room

"Come on, hurry up! Do you even want the money"

Jian Tong gritted her teeth, biting her lip hard, trying to ignore the pain in her muscles, bones, and meridians. She increased her speed, unaware that her clothes were soaked with sweat.

Since coming out of prison, even on a sweltering summer afternoon with heatwaves rolling across the asphalt, her body remained bone dry. But now, her shirt was soaked through at her back.

"Hurry! Crawl over here," Shao Li laughed, a group of playboy second-generation heirs around him laughing boisterously. Under Shen Xiuqin's gaze, Jian Tong crawled to the face of the nearly twenty-year-old Shao Li with no dignity whatsoever. In the darkness, the man's eyes were swept by a violent whirlwind!

"Damn it!… A raging fire ignited in the man's eyes, along with an unexplainable turmoil in his heart."

Shen Xiujin didn't even consider why, looking at the woman in front of him who made him hate to his very core, he felt such anger. She was so low, so pathetic.

He didn't even consider the fact that his purpose was to humiliate Jian Tong, this woman. Now that his goal had been achieved, why wasn't there a shred of joy in his heart

"Lift your head and let me have a look," said the young master, his voice arrogant and dismissive. It reached Jian Tong's ears, but she remained unmoved, neither angry nor annoyed. She simply obediently raised her head slowly, like a lifeless wooden doll, executing every command of the young master with precision.

"Holy crap! What the hell is this!" Li Shao's companion behind him gasped, staring at Jian Tong with wide eyes, as if seeing a monster: "Li Shao, this woman doesn't need makeup, she looks like a clown."

"Young Master Li, Young Master Shen is right, fine wine deserves a beautiful woman. A woman as plain as this has no right to drink the wine offered by Young Master Li," the pampered second and third generation heirs started shouting from the side.

Jian Tong lowered her head and let out a silent sigh of relief... As long as they didn't let her drink, she could do anything!

Her life, from the moment that silly girl died, no longer belonged to her. To stay alive, she couldn't risk drinking. Her damaged kidneys couldn't handle the strain of alcohol.

"No," a mischievous grin spread across the young man's face atop his head: "Young Master said he would give her a cup of wine, so he will give her a cup of wine. Young Master keeps his word." Saying that, standing before Jian Tong, he looked down at her and drank in a commanding voice: "Young Master offers you wine, why don't you raise your head"

"Seeing Jian Tong motionless, this young boy who was called Li Shao became somewhat unhappy and exclaimed: "I told you to raise your head Are your ears deaf" He chuckled coldly: "Do I need to call someone to help you"

Jian Tong gritted her teeth and raised her head. The next second, with a "whoosh," the cup in Li Shao's hand overturned, spilling all the wine onto Jian Tong's face. Caught off guard, the strong liquor got into her nose and eyes, causing Jian Tong to cough violently. Her face turned pale.

Li Shao slammed his glass onto the crystal table and laughed viciously, "But you look so disgusting. My wine can only be enjoyed by someone like you."

He chuckled at the surrounding people, waving his hand dismissively: "As I said, I'll keep my word. You made me happy today," he said, tossing 50,000 yuan to Jian Tong, and sneered, "Take the money and scram! Just looking at you hurts my eyes."

Money rained down on Jian Tong's face, scattering onto the ground. Jian Tong remained sprawled on all fours, trembling hands reaching out with every ounce of strength to grasp the scattered banknotes.

"Has my young master made you stand up yet"

Just as Jian Tong was about to move, the boy called Li Shao laughed again.

She shoved all the bills into the clown suit's big pocket, then lowered her head and lay on the ground.

"Hey! Don't forget to wag your tail!"

Jian Tong trembled slightly, then…

Slowly raise your right hand, right leg, left hand, and left leg, then shake your hips...

In the midst of jeers, cheers, and whistles, he quietly retreated... crawling away on all fours!

And she didn't even glance at the man hidden in the darkness on the sofa from beginning to end.

……

The various voices behind her, at the moment the door to the private room closed once more, were completely cut off behind that door. At the same time, it seemed as if something had also been taken from Jian Tong.

What is it, Jian Tong herself doesn't even know. She vaguely understands that she’s no longer the same person she used to be… Actually, hadn't she been different already And today, it’s just pulled back the final veil.

A hand reached out from the side, “Let me help you.”

Jian Tong was as if she had been burned, retreating three steps back. She raised her head, "Meng Jie…" Instinctively seeing the person in front of her, she called out, but found herself at a loss for words. After a moment of silence, Su Meng saw the woman in front of her trying hard to pull a strained smile towards her and say, "I'm fine."

Su Meng's breath caught in her throat. How could it be nothing

"I'm fine." the seemingly humble woman said with resolute conviction.

Sumo's breath caught again... Where was good Where was anything good!

I really wanted to yell at Jian Tong across the table, but the words got stuck in my throat. I couldn't say a single one.

"Sister Meng, this money..." Jian Tong leaned against the wall, barely supporting his body from collapsing, slowly taking out handfuls of money from the clown costume's pockets. The money was earned by "selling ugliness" in the private room: "Sister Meng, please help me deposit it into my bank card."

Su Meng watched as she pulled out the bank card Shen Xiujin had given her from her pocket...What reason would make someone carry this bank card with them at all timesould it be that under her indifferent facade, under her wooden disguise, deep down in her heart, she still cared about himJian Tong bit her lip, "It has nothing to do with you."My tears, they are not...