40 Piece Of Cake (1/2)

Lin Nuan had arrived even earlier than the editor today. She made herself a cup of tea and leaned on the table in the recording room, propping herself up with one hand, buried in her messy train of thoughts.

Wen Moshen's frail face popped up, followed by Fu Huai'an's penetrating gaze through the mist. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

”Why is it only you? Where's your editor Meng Meng?”

Bai Xiaonian came back from watching the commotion. She saw Lin Nuan standing alone in the recording room, staring blankly into the distance with her headset around her neck.

”There might be a traffic jam since it's Friday night…” Lin Nuan took a sip of the cup of tea in her hands, ”Done with the commotion?”

Bai Xiaonian walked over and leaned against the table next to Lin Nuan and said with a smile, ”The longer I watched the more pointless it seemed. Everybody was well aware of what kind of person Lee was, but the second something like this happened his wife attacked and beat up Wu Qianying instead. She didn't even touch her husband despite yelling all kinds of vulgarities at him… Sigh. Why do women make life harder for one another?”

Men become emboldened in their actions just because there were too many women like Lee Zhiguo's wife. Those men knew they wouldn't get hurt when they got caught. Their own husbands cheated on them, yet they would push the fault to another woman instead.

How could a beautiful woman in her prime like Wu Qianying be willing to give herself to a dirty old man?

Once a man develops impure thoughts toward a woman, he would do all kinds of corrupt things, especially to women like Wu Qianying who rely on men to survive and to progress in their careers.

Wu Qianying made a choice between her body and her future, and she chose the latter…

The majority of people in society would choose the latter since people had long grown corrupt and given up their principles beneath the facade of glamour in the modern age.

Compared to investing their blood, sweat, and tears in their dreams, trading their bodies for a bright future seemed much easier.