Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âI came from a poor family, where my parents hardly cared about me and just simply left me to my devices. I was also bad at studying, so I stopped schooling and started working as a dishwasher at an early age. It was by chance that I met a man who claimed to be a talent scout and asked me if I wanted to sign on their modeling agency with my good looks. I agreed right away the moment I heard about the attractive pay. I felt out of place in that industry, though. My impression of models are those who catwalk on a traverse stage internationally, but the models from my agency are more like high-class social escorts with clearly stated prices.â
What the ladycop heard rendered her speechless. âClearly stated prices?â
âThatâs right. Dining, accompanying, and sleeping with a client have their respective prices. Those with better looks and figures will get chosen by the rich clients, while those with passable looks will be forced to have cosmetic surgery under the agencyâs arrangements. Isnât that as good as wh*ring oneself?â
âWhat happened to you, then?â she probed. âDid you escape?â
âI didnât dare to do so.â Meng Qingxue laughed. âMy foolish self signed a contract with the agency, so Iâd be facing a huge penalty if I were to flee or break the contract. Besides, the modeling agency is backed and controlled by the mafia. Thereâs this model, two years older than I am, who tried to escape from the company but was eventually caught and brought back by the mafia. Word has it that her limbs were broken, making her a cripple.â
An inexplicable surge of fury rose within the policewoman. âThatâs too much of them!â
âYeah. A foul heart lies beneath their skin, and I was too naïve for my own good. I met him for the first time at a meal gathering... To tell you the truth, heâs tall and handsome with a good figure and looks better than many other male celebs. I kept sneaking glances at him throughout, and he, too, noticed me. Thatâs how we eventually got together.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhat happened next?â
âAt that time, I didnât know who he was. All I knew was that heâs a very capable man; it took him only a phone call to free me from the control of the modeling agency after he found out that I had financial commitments with them. I basically worshipped him like a hero. Perhaps, Iâve already been hopelessly in love with him back then, too. I initially thought that heâs just a rich manâs son, and itâs only much later that I came to know his true identity. After a relentless, passionate pursuit from him, I agreed to become his girlfriend, hoping that we could be together forever. At that time, I was an avid reader of romance novels, so I thought love in the real world is as simple as how it is in storiesâas long we love one another, we will be lovers for lifeâbut...â
Her voice trailed off as disappointment surfaced on her face. âHis gentle and considerate treatment did not apply only to me. I have the simplest dream about love and relationship, whereas he has his views. Being a possessive man, he prefers women who are docile and obedient, so Iâd always try my best to behave, not making things difficult for him or acting all unreasonable. Sometimes, when he got busy, I wouldnât receive any calls from him for several days in a row. All I did was patiently wait until heâs free to give me a call, but... I later found out that he has other women besides me.â