Chapter 54 Sugar Daddy
"I didn't think of that at the time." Shi Qingci avoided eye contact.
Cheng Jia: "Oh."
Let's not talk about it anymore.
"......"
It was already evening when we finished eating.
There are still two hours before Cheng Jia goes to work.
The overturned bucket of water was finally righted, and Cheng Jia, holding a dry rag, squatted down and slowly sucked up the water, then put it back into the bucket.
The man on the sofa, pretending to watch TV, wasn't really paying attention.
He kept glancing at Cheng Jia, who was working, and couldn't help but ask, "If Zhou Minghe hadn't given you five thousand yuan once, would you still have met with me?"
She'll probably avoid him completely.
Even if you encounter them head-on, you should avoid them.
"I don't know." Cheng Jia replied without looking up.
After a few seconds, realizing that he had been too obvious in his perfunctory response, he added a sentence to make amends.
"...If you come to Kim Hyuk, you will still have a chance to meet him."
The royal blue absorbent cloth was grabbed.
Wring it dry over the small bucket.
Cheng Jia may seem carefree and irresponsible, but once he agrees to do something, he will do his best to complete it, just like right now.
He accepted the six thousand yuan, and even if something like that happened, he would still clean the floor.
I always remember that I came to the villa today to do housekeeping.
He knelt on the floor, his sweatshirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, his expression serious, and he didn't look back at the people on the sofa when he spoke.
This makes it easier for someone to stare at him without restraint.
Shi Qingci sat with one leg bent on the sofa, exuding an air of nobility. She tilted her head and stared intently at Cheng Jia, her slender fingers toying with a pale gold lighter. Her tone was as if she were granting a general amnesty: "Why don't you come with me?"
Let Cheng Jia follow him.
Don't go to Jinhe.
"...Do you have any jobs around you that I could do with my qualifications?" Cheng Jia paused for only a moment while wiping the rag in her hand before continuing to work.
He also wants a decent, high-paying job.
Unfortunately, he lacked both education and technical skills.
Shi Qingci didn't care: "I don't need any education or ability. You just need to have meals with me every day and stay with me. You can name your price, and this villa can be transferred to you."
To put it bluntly, it's about being kept by a sugar daddy/sugar baby.
Cheng Jia's face was blank, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
Shi Qingci thought there was something to discuss, so she stated several conditions at once.
"But you have to be obedient, cut off all contact with the outside world, you can't go out alone without my permission, you can only stay with me every day, learn to use sweet words to make me happy, you can't make me angry, and you have to sleep with me."
Is this request too much?
He provides money, and Cheng Jia provides emotional value.
It would be best to sign a contract.
More stable.
“No need, I have a job and I’m not considering being kept,” Cheng Jia said slowly. After thinking for a moment, she added, “Besides, with your qualifications, you could easily keep someone much better than me. Why not find someone new?”
They are a thing of the past.
Why be so attached?
"......"
It's that kind of talk again.
Shi Qingci paused with the lighter in her hand, her voice arrogant: "Of course I can find someone ten thousand times better than you. Anyone I pick is better than you, obedient and well-behaved, and won't go to nightclubs and get dirty."
“Yes, you can go and look for it,” Cheng Jia replied.
They didn't care at all whether Shi Qingci would find someone else.
This attitude thoroughly thwarted someone!
Shi Qingci sat up: "Admit it, you just love to play around. You don't work at Jinhe to make money, it's because you like being surrounded by a group of people touching and kissing you. You're sexually repressed, you're starved for love!"
“Yes.” Cheng Jia nodded.
It doesn't matter, say whatever you want.
He just wouldn't get along with Shi Qingci.
The atmosphere in the living room suddenly plummeted to freezing point.
It's always like this; I can't even finish a couple of sentences before I get angry.
Ultimately, it's all Cheng Jia's fault for being disobedient.
Shi Qingci detests emotional abuse; even the most emotionally stable person can be driven mad by it.
"What did I say wrong? You wouldn't even take money or a house. What do you want? What makes me worse than those clients? Is it just because I'm a man and don't fit your sexual orientation?"
Cheng Jia: "Yes, please find someone else."
I don't know what to say.
Silence again.
"......"
"......"
"You were willing to be with me for money back then, so why can't you now?" Shi Qingci was a little confused.
He gave Cheng Jia exactly what she needed most.
Why is Cheng Jia so adamant about not agreeing?
Why?
Cheng Jia quickened her pace on the floor, bent down to pick up the bucket of water, and fled the living room as if escaping.
Leave behind six words—
"I'm grown up now, I don't want it anymore."
"..." Shi Qingci listened to these words in a daze.
I don't want it anymore now that I'm grown up.
I don't want anyone anymore.
The answer is obvious.
Cheng Jia didn't want him, and even found him annoying, urging him to find someone else.
Cheng Jia actually thought he was being too persistent!
"......"
Housekeeping room.
"Whoosh." Cheng Jia turned on the tap to wash the rag, his thin eyelids drooping as he stared at the incessant stream of water from the tap.
Any scene can remind him of himself.
It was as if his life was a column of water.
Countdown is on.
Suddenly, a smashing sound came from the quiet living room, like an ashtray hitting the TV. Cheng Jia immediately turned to look outside, but could only see the light gray background wall of the corridor.
Before he could rush out, he heard Shi Qingci's angry roar.
"That's right, of course I can go find someone else. Who among you with a conscience isn't better than you? Who the hell isn't better than you! Cheng Jia, you owe me. I'm just chasing you for the debt. Don't think too highly of yourself. You mean nothing to me, you're completely unimportant!"
All aristocratic manners have vanished.
They offer money, houses, and jobs, and are willing to discuss being kept as a sugar daddy.
Cheng Jia rejected them all with disdain.
Shi Qingci grew increasingly irritable, pondering how to turn the tide.
He's not devoted to Cheng Jia and can't live without her.
Who does Cheng Jia look down on with such arrogance?
Let's give it a try.
The sound of a door slamming shut came from outside.
"--Bang."
It's unclear whether the enraged person went back to their bedroom or left the villa.
In short, when Cheng Jia left, he went to the second bedroom to change back into his own wet, dirty clothes. He didn't see Shi Qingci appear, nor did he hear any noise.
Cheng Jia took the underwear with her.
Wash the shirt and pants and hang them to dry on the balcony.
He took a taxi back to Jinhe.
She never came to the villa to do housekeeping again after that.
As a result, I didn't see Shi Qing porcelain for more than half a month.
Cheng Jia thought, "They must have gone to find someone new."
After all, they've already said all that.
He wished that Mr. Shi could let go of the past and reap new happiness.
Achieve a successful life free from scammers.
The road stretches out to the sky; each goes their own way.
This is fine.
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