What's the point of me begging Zhou Yuwen again and again to forgive me?
Staying to be someone else's mistress?
Tao Tian's gaze hesitated for a moment.
Even if she was willing, the question was, was Zhou Yuwen?
Is this what you've been spreading about me at school?
I haven't even been intimate with you.
So what would people say if I had been, what would they say then?
Zhou Yuwen would never forgive Tao Tian without setting some boundaries.
And for Tao Tian, it was just a rare agitation, a man she thought within easy reach, now infinitely far away. The bird at her lips had flown away—how could anyone accept that?
So she kept wanting to try harder, saying she could work for Zhou Yuwen for free, bring him those part-time girls.
Zhou Yuwen said, there's no need for that.
"Qu Jing will take your place, and don't worry about those girls from school, I've already got Qu Jing to contact them," Zhou Yuwen said indifferently.