An alcoholic father, a cowardly mother, an annoying younger brother, and a broken woman.

Besides, the original owner also had a scumbag who was going to college and needed her to earn money to support him.

With all these factors combined, the original owner was forced to work as a hostess at a club.

Because of her beauty, many customers requested her services, but because she only chatted with people and did not go out with clients or drink alcohol, she was often scolded by her manager, but she persevered.

One time, she took the money she earned from chatting with clients to visit her boyfriend at school, only to find him kissing a well-dressed woman. The original owner questioned him about why he had betrayed her, and her boyfriend replied disdainfully, "You, a hostess from a club, dare to covet me? Don't you even know if you're worthy?"

Now that you've found out, it's over between us. Don't bother me anymore.

The original owner was unwilling to accept it. She supported this man for five years, including four years of college and one year of high school. She gave him millions in those five years, sacrificing her youth, dignity, and all her wealth, only to be told that he was not worthy. How could this be?

She raised her hand to hit the man, but he pushed her backward and she fell down. Just then, a taxi drove by and ran over her body, killing her.

Her only regret before she died was that the money she had worked so hard to earn had gone to that bastard Ji Changbin.

If she could do it all over again, she would definitely make a lot of money at Moonlight Entertainment while she was young!

Ning Yan felt that she still loved Ji Changbin, but hated him even more, so she wanted to have a lot of money to slap Ji Changbin in the face!

Didn't he choose that rich girlfriend?

But she's richer than the person he's clinging to. No matter where she got the money, just ask him if he's not angry!

But Ning Yan felt that this child was quite ambitious, and she was willing to help her fulfill this wish.

...

Inside the club, the atmosphere in the private room was somewhat tense.

Mr. Zheng pointed at the wine glass on the table, looking at Ning Yan with a ferocious expression, "You won't go out with her, huh? Then drink the wine on this table, or I'll do it to you right here, you believe me?"

Ning Yan's skirt was tugged, and she turned her head to meet the worried gaze of the little girl next to her.

She was also a hostess at this club, named Zuo Xuan. She had been working there for over a year and was quite experienced in dealing with men. She didn't go out with clients, but she would occasionally be groped. She took good care of the original owner of this body, who had only been there for less than a month.

Ning Yan gave her a reassuring look, then looked at President Zheng. The pitiful look that had been in her beautiful black eyes vanished completely, replaced by a smile. After all, the money had arrived.

"There are twelve cups of wine here. If I drink them all, I'll die. Is Mr. Zheng really going to make me drink them like this?"

When Mr. Zheng heard her say she drank it all, he burst into laughter, "Drank it all? If you drink it all, I'll give you this whole bundle of money!"

This boss loves to show off. He always carries cash, his bag is full of money, and he throws cash when giving tips.

Ning Yan breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bundle of 100,000 RMB that President Zheng had thrown on the coffee table. If it were Hong Kong dollars, she was afraid the man opposite her would regret drinking it!

Ning Yan smiled at President Zheng, "Then thank you very much for the reward, President Zheng!"

After saying that, she picked up a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp!

Mr. Zheng was surprised that she actually drank it, and that she didn't even flinch or pant after downing that glass of strong liquor. In the past, getting her to drink was like taking her life; she wouldn't even let him touch her hand or hug her waist. If it weren't for her good looks, he would have stopped ordering her long ago.

Ning Yan quickly picked up a second cup and drank it too fast. She coughed several times, clutching her chest, until the corners of her eyes turned red.

She looked so pitiful, which made President Zheng seem even more like a scoundrel forcing a good woman into prostitution.

"If you can't drink it, don't force yourself. At worst..."

Regardless of what he might do, Ning Yan picked up her glass and downed it in one gulp, then started on her fourth glass…

The girl in the private room was stunned by how much she drank. No one expected that she could drink so much!

Soon, Ning Yan finished the last glass of wine. Instead of fading, Mr. Zheng's smile widened. He grabbed the money beside him and threw it at Ning Yan. "Good, good! Number Nine has a good capacity for alcohol. This money is yours!"

Ning Yan picked up the money and smiled, "If there are any more wonderful things like this in the future, President Zheng, you must think of me. I can't help it, I'm just too poor and I'm waiting for money to save my life!"

The original owner was still living in a dilapidated house in the slums. In a place like H City, the rent was only five hundred yuan a month. You can imagine how bad the house was without even asking.

It's not that I can't tolerate the poor accommodations, but the place is really unsafe!

With this money, she can move to a different place tomorrow.

"So short of money? Why don't you just come with me? I'll take care of you, how about 300,000 a month?"

As he spoke, President Zheng reached out to touch Ning Yan's hand.

Ning Yan: Brother? She's old enough to call him grandpa!

She skillfully dodged Mr. Zheng's hand and even handed him a bottle of beer. "Mr. Zheng, don't joke around. I have a boyfriend. I work at the club to earn money to support his college education. I'm waiting for him to graduate so we can get married."

Mr. Zheng's expression changed, and the other men spoke up, "Is the young lady perhaps being deceived?"

What man would let his girlfriend work at a club to earn money for him to spend?

If you ask me, you'd be better off with President Zheng. He's always been generous to women. If you just keep him happy, what good things can't you get?

Ning Yan: "He would never lie to me. My boyfriend treats me very well."

Before Mr. Zheng could say anything more, Ning Yan pretended to be drunk and about to vomit, and gagged. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zheng, I really can't hold on any longer today. I'll be leaving now."

Mr. Zheng was worried that she might vomit there and spoil the mood, so he casually waved his hand, and Ning Yan took the money and swayed out of the private room.

As soon as she stepped out of the private room and closed the door, the drunkenness on her face vanished instantly. She walked away, swaying, in her ill-fitting high heels.

She didn't notice, but the man who came out of the next private room for some fresh air saw all of her changes.

Ning Yan quickly arrived at the dressing room. The clothes box was locked, so Ning Yan wrapped the money in her clothes and locked it in the box.

It wasn't time to leave work yet, but she wanted to continue working to earn money, so she changed her clothes. The white dress she was wearing before was too short, and even with safety shorts, it wasn't very safe. She also redid her makeup.

The original owner's makeup skills were not very proficient, and the makeup did not enhance her face at all.

But after she used her hands, her appearance was elevated to a whole new level—unbelievably beautiful!

She's good-looking, so she should show it off so she can make more money!

After finishing her makeup and going to the restroom, she had just come out when the manager called her over: "Number 9, room 308 has booked your table. That's Young Master Shi. If you're observant enough, he definitely won't treat you badly." (End of Chapter)