Chapter 18 If There Are Unspoken Rules 1

torted in pain; cold sweat dripped down his forehead. He had lost all semblance of his earlier arrogance, looking ill enough to be on death’s door.Cheng Anya had told her that Ye Feimo’s gastric illne...Chapter 18 If There Are Unspoken Rules

The bathroom had no hot water, so Wen Jing boiled a kettle of water. Wen Nuan mixed it with cold water for a simple bath. This was a one-bedroom apartment; the bedroom was occupied by Wen's mother, so Wen Nuan and Wen Jing squeezed onto a small sofa in the living room.

The sound insulation was poor, and at night, she could clearly hear her mother coughing and moaning softly due to pain, which broke her heart.

When washing clothes, she touched the gilded business card in her pocket.

The warmth of unconsciousness is like throwing it downstairs, but after thinking about it, she put it in the pocket of her pajamas. Wen Jing couldn't sleep and curled up on the sofa watching The Warm wash clothes and hang them out to dry.

It was past midnight, yet the child's spirit was particularly lively.

The Warm urged her to go to sleep, but she stubbornly shook her head. As sisters who had always been princesses since childhood, it was hard for them to accept such a sudden change.

Wen Jing said, "If I could meet someone more powerful and wealthier than Fang Cheng, he would have to give the Wen family everything back if he wants my life."

The warmth in her pocket burned against her skin like fire, where business cards were stored.

Ye Feimo.

The handsome yet aloof face of that man floated into her mind, stirring a complex mix of emotions within her.

Wen Jing slowly curled up on the sofa and fell asleep. Warming stroked her youthful face with care and affection. After turning off the lights, Warming sat at the end of the couch, gazing out at the faint stars, reflecting that her life was much like these dim stars.

Fang Liucheng’s intentions towards her were unclear, as if he wished to humiliate her even further by wanting her to be his mistress. This was something she did not want. By signing with a talent agency and formally entering the entertainment industry, she had no background or experience and was completely new to the scene. If she didn’t rely on the unwritten rules of the industry, she wouldn’t have any prospects for success, nor could she earn enough money to provide her mother and Wen Jing with a smooth life.

If it was necessary to go along with these unspoken rules anyway...

She might as well choose Ye Feimo.

The man was unpredictable, had an eccentric personality, and was變態 (abnormal), but at the very least, he wasn’t one of those所謂的金主 (so-called sponsors)with yellowed teeth, a bald head, and a belly that protruded like a pregnant woman’s, dripping with fat. doubtful.Wolf hugged him back, saying, "Boss, welcome home."Morning Ink was even more excited and rushed over. This was his dear elder brother; it was great that he could still be alive. Ye Feimo jus...