CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: DANCING

Zeng Jia smiled and said, "Yeah, we sisters don’t get to see each other often. My husband is just too strict!"

The two clinked glasses and downed their drinks!

Su Ming could tell that these two women don’t handle alcohol well, as they don’t usually go out with those useless friends or drink at home.

The three of them had many feelings; one bottle of brandy was quickly finished by the three of them.

Su Ming tasted brandy he’d never had before, and eating imported dishes like Australian lobster and Iberia cured ham made life feel quite meaningful.

Su Ming had never tasted such things before; after all, they were too expensive for him to afford.

When he went out with Zhang Biao, the latter would indulge extravagantly, while he could only sit in the car and eat boxed lunches!

This is the difference between people; only those at the bottom can truly understand the struggles of their kind!

The two women were flushed from drinking, and Zeng Jia, slightly slurring, said, "Mengxue, I’m actually living quite miserably, you know?"

"You eat well, live well, dress well, and have a luxury car when you go out. What’s so miserable about that? Is it just that your husband is a bit strict?" The hostess asked, puzzled.

"Mengxue, you know, he’s not my husband; I’m just his mistress. You don’t know how awful those women competing with me can be! And he’s always guarding against me, afraid I’ll cheat on him. Wherever I go, he has his spies watching, and only here with you, no one reports back to him!" Zeng Jia said, gulping down more wine, clearly quite depressed.

Su Ming was shocked; he never imagined Zeng Jia was the legendary "mistress"!

She’s so beautiful; couldn’t she find any kind of husband? Why become a mistress?

The hostess consoled, "He’s actually quite good to you; he buys you whatever you want and lets you spend as you like. Men like that are hard to find!"

"But a mistress is always a mistress, always second fiddle. During holidays at his family, I’m never included. I also want to be a legitimate wife, able to sit with his family and friends openly!" Zeng Jia exclaimed emotionally.

"Honestly, I envy you the most. You can be the legitimate wife, dignified and elegant, not reliant on a man. You’d be fine without a man, mainly because your father is powerful. But me, I have no backing. I have no choice but to keep him happy!" Zeng Jia said with feeling.

The hostess suddenly became melancholic upon hearing this.

Seeing her like this, Su Ming felt a twinge of heartache. He knew that the hostess must be thinking of Zhang Biao asking him to seduce her!

"You only see my good side. In fact, I’m worse off than you!" The hostess sighed.

Su Ming quickly said, "Stop lamenting, let’s have a toast?"

"Alright, cheers!" The two women said in unison, clinking glasses with Su Ming and downing their drinks!

After finishing her drink, Zeng Jia hugged Su Ming, smiling, "Luckily, I snagged a little puppy; otherwise, life would be so dull!"

Su Ming felt a chill down his spine, realizing she regarded him as a little puppy!

Su Ming couldn’t help but say, "Sister, that’s too much. Even though I’m young, I don’t cling. How can you call me a little puppy?"

The hostess felt a bit uneasy hearing this, but didn’t voice it, instead finishing a glass of wine herself!

After finishing the drink, the hostess slurred, "I heard your ex-boyfriend became a manager at a big company with a million annual salary. Do you regret it now?"

In college, Zeng Jia’s ex-boyfriend loved her dearly, treating her like a gem!

Unfortunately, Zeng Jia chose the older man and became his mistress!

"I don’t regret it!" Zeng Jia slurred.

"Are you really telling the truth?" The hostess was skeptical, knowing Zeng Jia’s ex was famous on campus, both handsome and a top student, only poor!

"Of course I’m telling the truth. In this world, being poor is the original sin; the poor don’t deserve love. Even if he earns millions now, could he give me all of it? My husband could give me a million any time; that’s the difference!" Zeng Jia’s words left Su Ming shocked!

That’s indeed how the world works; the poor work hard their entire lives, never daring to pause, unable to eat or dress well, with never-ending car and house loans!

Poverty truly is the original sin!

Su Ming was also threatened by Zhang Biao because of poverty. If he had money, he wouldn’t owe Zhang Biao a million, and wouldn’t be threatened.

This world is unfair to the poor, full of malice!

This world is a dark world!

"Poverty is the original sin; damn right, let’s drink to that!" Su Ming couldn’t help but utter a curse!

"Alright, cheers!" The two women replied simultaneously, and the three clinked glasses and downed their drinks!

"Shall we dance?" Zeng Jia suggested, bleary-eyed.

"I can’t dance," Su Ming slurred.

"No worries, sister will teach you! What’s there to fear?" Zeng Jia smiled seductively.

"Alright, let’s dance." The hostess immediately played dance music and dimmed the lights.

Soon, an ambiguous atmosphere spread.

Zeng Jia stood up and swayed to the music, her model-like figure twisting seductively, making Su Ming feel parched.

The hostess also stood up, moving with Zeng Jia, her voluptuous figure making Su Ming feel a surge of desire.

Su Ming suddenly remembered the moment when Jiang Qingyao knelt on the bed, her rear high in the air, while he approached from behind.

Su Ming couldn’t help but think: If only he could have the hostess kneel and enter from behind, how amazing would that be!

This was a position Zhang Biao never got to enjoy; if he could savor it, he’d reach cloud nine!

After dancing for a while, Zeng Jia beckoned Su Ming with her finger, saying, "Little puppy, come keep sister company!"

"Slap!"

Su Ming smacked her on the bottom, making it jiggle, slurring, "I’m not a little puppy, don’t call me that!"

"Alright, dear, come dance with me!" Zeng Jia said temptingly.

"That’s more like it!" Su Ming wobbled over, embracing Zeng Jia’s soft fragrant body!

Su Ming didn’t know how to dance, but he was good at groping, navigating skillfully with precision!