Chapter 6 Just for Money 1_1

"As soon as Xia Liyou showed up, the housekeeper's wife busied herself with a smile: "Ma'am, you're awake."

Xia Liyou nodded, focusing her eyes on what held in the woman's hand, "What are you carrying?"

"The master ordered this prepared for you, ma'am. If you've just woken up, you should have this before heading out." The housekeeper's wife, always genial, is an excellent judge of emotion in any situation.

If she weren't like this, she probably would've had difficulty putting up with Ou Chengtian's temper.

Xia Liyou's eyes were frozen on a bowl of porridge.

So there were times when Ou Chengfeng could be considerate.

However, his tenderness was unbearable to Xia Liyou when compared to his overbearing nature.

Because two years ago, he was so dominant, disregarding her opposition, which led to the current circumstances.

His appearance was not her salvation; instead, it felt like she was being plunged from one hellhole into another.

Remembering all that he had done to her, Xia Liyou couldn't forget, causing her gaze at the bowl of porridge to deepen.

"Take it away. I don't want to eat it." Xia Liyou turned around, closed the door, and locked herself in the room.

The housekeeper's wife didn't say much and just turned around and went downstairs.

The way the master and the mistress got along was always the same: the master losing his temper and the mistress bearing with it. Sometimes, however, the master would be extraordinarily gentle with the mistress, which the servants could see, but the mistress never took to heart.

With them constantly interacting in such a way, it provokes discussion as to why they do not separate.

Such incompatible personalities staying together would only bring harm to both parties.

This logic, who would deny?

They are right in their words, except they do not understand that she and he are only involved in a transaction of money.

He bought her, she sold herself to him. It's as simple as that, with no need for emotions, just bodily offerings.

Not long after returning to her room, Xia Liyou's phone started ringing.

She took a glance at the caller ID, a radiant smile curved up her lips, and she pressed the answer button. Before she could speak, she heard Ai Wei excitedly saying from the other end: "Liyou, it's settled. Director Wang said you could take a few days off. As long as you don't show up when his movie is released, everything should be fine."

"Oh, is that so." Xia Liyou did not seem particularly pleased by Ai Wei's good news and simply responded lightly.

"Yes, it is. It's astonishing. Director Wang is surprisingly easygoing this time. Oh, speaking of which, there is a cocktail party in a few days, are you going to attend, Liyou? I hear many directors and producers will be there. It's a great opportunity, you know." Ai Wei asked from the other end of the phone.

A cocktail party?

Xia Liyou wanted to say no, but she didn't want to make things difficult for Ai Wei. After all, such opportunities are rare and once missed, are hard to come by again.

"I understand, come and pick me up then." Xia Liyou casually said.

Ai Wei giggled with delight, hummed in assent, and quickly hung up the phone.

She usually did things in a rush and was rarely gentle unless facing Xia Liyou.

Only because Xia Liyou is a woman worthy of being cherished by everyone.

Xia Liyou looked at herself in the mirror, her clothes probably hid the marks on her body. Only her neck was still faintly visible. A slight move would make the red marks there stand out.

Since she wanted to be cautious, she needed to make sure nothing went wrong.

Xia Liyou opened her wardrobe, rummaged for a moment, and at last found her only white silk scarf.

She casually wrapped it around her neck, just to cover those traces.

Hearing the click of high heels coming downstairs, the housekeeper's wife immediately stopped her work, approached Xia Liyou and asked, "Ma'am, are you going out? Do you need a chauffeur?"

Usually, Xia Liyou would drive herself to the film set or the company. But today, being her off day, which could extend for several more days, she replied, "You arrange it."

As the housekeeper's wife said okay, she quickly left to sort it out.

Xia Liyou quietly sat in the car, lost in her thoughts, gazing out of the window.

The driver was completely focused on his driving, not uttering a single word.

He wasn't the only one. All the servants in the house understood one principle: to refrain from unnecessary chatter.

Only the housekeeper's wife was more talkative. The others mostly just kept their heads down, minding their work.

High-rising buildings, lush twinkling trees, the hustle and bustle of the city constantly passing by, a picturesque world of prosperity.