Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Lin Chuchu was so furious that she went off to the other side and linked arms with another man.
I sat obediently beside Fu Zeqian, playing the part of a decorative vase.
Over the past two days, he had even hired an etiquette teacher for me to teach me proper manners.
I understood the basics now.
I just still wasn’t confident enough.
A modeling coach was training me too.
I clenched my fists.
This was my one chance to turn from a country bumpkin into a swan.
Even if I ended up covered in bruises, I had to seize it.
Before long, Fu Zeqian went out to the balcony to smoke in silence.
Chapter 6
The group of friends who had just been talking to him looked me up and down like they were inspecting merchandise.
Then they started chatting as if I didn’t exist.
“Hey, isn’t she the waitress Ah Qian took a liking to at the hotel? She looks so tacky. How long do you think Ah Qian will play with her this time?”
“Tsk, tsk. She does look a bit like Chuchu, but that bearing? Not even close.”
“I bet half a month.”
“I bet five days!”
After that, their bets got shorter and shorter, and the fear in my heart grew heavier and heavier.
I was terrified that this precious opportunity would vanish just like that.
After we went back, I worked even harder to listen to my teachers.
Posture, etiquette, presence-I learned them all with everything I had.
I also watched all kinds of runway shows. Models had the strongest presence and aura.
Every day, I did all kinds of skincare too. Of course, what worked best was still going to a cosmetic clinic for injections. With the medication I took as well, my skin became much fairer and more dewy.
A week later, I could hardly recognize myself in the mirror.
Chapter 7
As it happened, Fu Zeqian came over to see the results of my studies too.
I looked at him shyly, with a hint of timidity, and sure enough, he was very satisfied.
He even took me out to dinner. During the meal, he drank a lot.
I could tell he wasn’t in a good mood.
In the end, when I helped him back, he called me Chuchu.
I was unbearably envious.
Chuchu was such a beautiful name.
Not like mine. My name was Pan Di.
It was as if my whole life had been spent waiting and hoping for the arrival of a younger brother.
It didn’t belong to me at all.
Chapter 8
I attended to Fu Zeqian as he bathed.
He was drunk.
I was afraid he would be like the male lead in that novel I’d read, keeping a substitute mistress for over a hundred chapters before finally sleeping with her.
I was afraid he would dismiss me soon.
If I succeeded in climbing into his bed, maybe he would keep me around a little longer.
Once I saved enough money, I would find myself a way out.
So without the slightest hesitation, I climbed into his bathtub.
He looked at me through drunken, hazy eyes. “Chuchu…”
I kissed him.
…
The workplace is a battlefield.
If you’re going to sacrifice something, you have to get the greatest benefit in return.
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After I Opened a White Moonlight Substitute Training Class
The friends of the Crown Prince of the Beijing Circle were always laughing at me for being a hick, saying I wasn’t even worthy of being a stand-in for his white moonlight.
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