UGB Chapter 261 Begging for a sugar daddy
Chapter 261 Begging for a sugar daddy
A gentle mountain breeze stirred the loose strands of hair around Meng Yujin's ears, making her already mature and voluptuous figure appear even more fresh and charming.
Standing at the edge of the tarmac, she pointed to the distant, misty city skyline and said to Ning Xiuyang with a smile, "This is one of the highest points in the entire Zhonghai City. From here, you can overlook most of the city's night view."
"Moreover, this is the only villa in the entire Washington Junting complex that has obtained approval for a private flight route."
Ning Xiuyang walked to the edge of the helipad, feeling the breeze from the mountaintop brushing against his cheeks. Looking down at the city below, which resembled a matchbox, an unprecedented surge of pride and ambition welled up in his heart.
Man, this is how it should be!
Having such a heavenly palace on the clouds makes one's life worthwhile!
The two of them strolled around the villa for more than an hour.
From the main building to the annex, from the garden to the helipad, every corner is filled with the scent of money and ingenious design.
Meng Yujin stayed by Ning Xiuyang's side the whole time, explaining every detail in detail.
But her mind was no longer on this.
As she introduced herself, she was secretly observing Ning Xiuyang.
She discovered that this young man, despite possessing such astonishing wealth, showed no arrogance or haughtiness whatsoever.
He was gentle and polite in his dealings with people, and always had a faint smile on his face.
During the visit, he listened attentively to her introduction and occasionally asked questions, which showed his good manners.
He was completely different from the bloated, arrogant tycoons she had encountered before.
She was completely different from Zheng Qiangsheng, whom she found disgusting.
He is like a piece of warm and beautiful jade, seemingly gentle, but containing unparalleled power within.
This discovery caused Meng Yujin's inner balance to begin to tilt dramatically.
On one side is an abyss, and on the other... perhaps heaven?
As she looked at Ning Xiuyang's handsome face, a crazy idea sprouted wildly in her mind like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.
Rather than being ruined by that 60-year-old lecher, why... not take a gamble for yourself?
Is he betting that this young, handsome, and not-so-bad-looking Mr. Ning will be willing to lend him a hand?
Even if the result is still selling one's body, at least the object is him, and in one's heart... it won't be so hard to accept.
Once this thought arises, it's like being poisoned; it can no longer be suppressed.
Her heart was pounding faster and faster, almost as if it would jump out of her throat.
Finally, when the two of them visited the super spacious master bedroom with a stunning view and 270-degree panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, Meng Yujin's heart suddenly began to pound with nervousness. She felt that her chance had come.
She took a deep breath, as if using all her strength.
The tension in her heart made her hands, which were clenched in front of her abdomen, turn slightly white at the knuckles.
The master bedroom is luxurious and tranquil.
Ning Xiuyang was standing in front of the huge arched floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the magnificent mountain scenery outside.
Sunlight streamed through the glass, casting a golden outline on his body, giving him an unreal air of nobility.
Meng Yujin stood behind him, her hands clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her palms from the excessive force, causing a series of stinging pains.
But this pain was nothing compared to the torment she was going through.
In her mind, two little figures were fighting wildly.
One person said, "Meng Yujin, are you crazy! He's the client you serve! How could you have such an absurd idea? Don't you have any dignity?"
The other screamed, "Dignity? Can dignity pay for your mother's surgery? Can dignity help you pay off that never-ending gambling debt? If you don't wake up, you're truly doomed!"
My mother's face grew increasingly gaunt as she lay in her hospital bed; my father's cowardly figure hid in his hometown, too afraid to show his face; my younger sister still had to go to school; and every few days we would receive highly threatening packages...
And then there's Zheng Qiangsheng's nauseatingly smiling face covered in age spots...
Scenes flashed through her mind in turn.
Finally, all the images froze on Ning Xiuyang's broad and upright back.
He was the only light she could possibly grasp.
I'm taking the gamble!
Isn't life just a series of gambles?
My father gambled and lost everything.
Then I will use this last bit of dignity and body I have left to gamble on a future for myself, my mother, and my sister!
Meng Yujin's eyes instantly changed from hesitation and struggle to unwavering determination.
She looked at Ning Xiuyang's back as if she were looking at her only savior.
She took a deep breath to make sure her voice didn't tremble too much.
Then, she did something that shocked even herself.
"Thump!"
A muffled thud.
Behind Ning Xiuyang, Meng Yujin's knees buckled, and she knelt straight down on the cold marble floor.
The impact of her knees on the hard ground brought a sharp pain, but she seemed not to feel it.
Hearing the noise behind him, Ning Xiuyang turned around in surprise.
He was stunned when he saw the beautiful general manager, who had been smiling and chatting with him just moments before, suddenly kneeling before him without warning.
"What are you doing?"
Ning Xiuyang frowned slightly.
Meng Yujin raised her head, her pretty face now covered in tears, her eyes filled with despair, pleading, and a desperate resolve.
She bit her lower lip until it bled.
She looked at Ning Xiuyang and, with all her might, squeezed out the words that would change her life forever.
"Mr. Ning..."
Her voice trembled violently, choked with sobs.
"I beg you..."
"Please, please take me in as your sugar daddy!"
The moment the last four words were uttered, Meng Yujin felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Her entire upper body went limp, and she had to support herself with her hands on the ground to prevent herself from collapsing completely.
Tears, like beads from a broken string, fell silently, dripping onto the spotless floor and shattering into pieces.
It’s over.
It's out loud now.
With those words, her last shred of dignity was shattered.
She was like a condemned prisoner awaiting sentencing, her head bowed, not daring to look Ning Xiuyang in the eye, waiting for his judgment, whether it be contempt, mockery, or anger.
The entire luxurious master bedroom fell into a deathly silence.
Only Meng Yujin's suppressed, low sobs could be heard.
Ning Xiuyang looked at the woman kneeling in front of him, crying her eyes out and trembling uncontrollably. The surprise on his face slowly faded.
He finally understood why, from the very beginning, he had felt that this woman carried an inescapable sorrow and despair.
I also understand why she reacted so strongly when she heard that she and Zheng Wenxin were enemies.
He didn't answer immediately, nor did he help her up.
He simply looked down at her, his gaze calm yet possessing a penetrating insight that seemed to see through everything.
Time passed, second by second.
Every second felt like an eternity to Meng Yujin, who was kneeling on the ground.