Volume 1, Chapter 47: A Woman Must Be Ruthless to Secure Her Position
Qiao Nian'an had also been working part-time at the Galaxy Club for a few years, so the moment she heard Sister Hong's words, her face instantly flushed crimson.
She knew very well what Sister Hong was talking about.
"Nian'an, I'm not lying to you. Just using your left side is more than enough to coax a man! And look at his current status and wealth. If you manage to get even the slightest connection with him, you won't need to come out and work yourself to the bone anymore. A smart woman seizes every single opportunity to climb up the social ladder!"
Seeing Qiao Nian'an blushing, Sister Hong sensed an opening.
She took the opportunity to hint further.
This was because Qiao Nian'an's family situation was extremely dire; she had a child to raise, elderly family members to take care of, and a heavy burden of debt on her shoulders.
Back when Qiao Nian'an couldn't pay off her debts, Sister Hong had voluntarily lent her money.
Although it wasn't much, it was at least enough to resolve her most pressing crises at the time.
"Forget about feelings or no feelings. The moment a rich man fancies you, you marry him! I'm not exaggerating. When a woman marries, she isn't just picking a life partner for herself; she's also choosing a father for her children. With a good background, children can win right at the starting line."
Hearing Sister Hong's words, Qiao Nian'an replied, "Sister Hong, you're getting way ahead of yourself. We aren't suited for each other, and besides, he has a fiancée."
"Is that so? How come I've never heard of it? What a pity, then..."
Hearing this, Sister Hong felt a pang of regret for Qiao Nian'an. After a brief pause, she continued, "Still, his having a fiancée doesn't affect your chances of climbing up. As long as he isn't married yet, you still have a chance."
"Even though it lacks morals and goes against all principles, Heaven destroys those who don't look out for themselves. If a woman isn't ruthless, her position remains unstable. If you can hook a man like the Young Master, it wouldn't matter even if you ended up as a mistress—at the very least, you'd never run short of money."
"If there's an opportunity and you give birth to a child, your life will be completely secure."
Qiao Nian'an's situation was complicated; she was already a single mother. If she could attach herself to Fu Yunzhen, even if she couldn't marry him in the end, she would at least manage to secure some money, making her future days much easier.
However, Qiao Nian'an firmly disagreed. "Then the child would become illegitimate."
She would never lower herself to become a mistress who ruins other people's families.
Nor would she deign to do so.
Her child had been conceived when she and him were deeply in love.
Back then, they had cherished one another.
Therefore, her child was not illegitimate.
Her child didn't need a father, either.
Having her was enough.
The elevator arrived. Qiao Nian'an took a deep breath and stepped inside.
Watching Qiao Nian'an go in, Sister Hong hoped that the box of items could help her.
Qiao Nian'an had suffered far too much; she desperately needed a wealthy man to give her a helping hand.
Since Qiao Nian'an and Fu Yunzhen used to be classmates, this subtle game of attraction made things all the more interesting.
Besides, Qiao Nian'an was so young and beautiful, the kind of woman who instantly stirred a man's protective instincts at first glance.
She simply didn't believe that a man who had been drinking could resist having a woman like Qiao Nian'an by his side without touching her when she was served right to his door.
Almost no man would let go of a woman who threw herself at him.
Qiao Nian'an carried the paper bag as she walked in.
Upon entering, she was greeted by a faint, lingering fragrance.
It smelled somewhat like a blend of rose, musk, and clary sage.
This aromatherapy scent was capable of regulating hormone levels and enhancing desire, while its aroma could also improve the quality of intimate life, possessing an intensely aphrodisiac effect