In the third year of keeping Yu Jingchen mine by force, I went bankrupt.
“Keeping a pet canary and feeding it chicken feed.
Impressive.”
As he sneered at me, a system suddenly appeared in my head.
[That walking jinx of a male lead has some nerve complaining.
He’s the reason your company went under.]
I froze.
The system launched into an angry tirade.
[Haven’t you noticed?
Apart from the hate sex every night, all he makes you feel is miserable.]
[The only good thing about this man is his dick.
Set him loose, and I’ll get you a male lead who actually brings you good fortune.]
While I was still thinking, Yu Jingchen eyed the food I’d brought home with distaste.
“Stick with you and I’ll starve to death.
A couple of leaves for dinner, and you expect me to work all night.”
After a few seconds of silence, I opened the door.
“You can go.”
Yu Jingchen rolled his eyes.
“This again?
Don’t think I don’t know you’ve hidden a tracker on me.
You’ll wait until I get far enough away, then drag me back…”
I reached out and pulled the stud with its blinking red light from his ear.
His mocking smile froze.
