A tall, attractive young woman stood outside the door of a presidential suite. Every now and then, the sounds of pleasure by a man and a woman could be heard from the room. She was all too familiar with those voices - one belonged to her ex-boyfriend, the other to her private tutoring student.

A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she pushed open the door. Amid gasps of surprise, she quickly approached the couple lost in their pleasure.

"Qianqian? Wait, I can explain!" The man hurriedly wrapped himself in a robe to conceal his nakedness.

Slap!

A loud, crisp slap.

His cheek was now bleeding from the smack.

"Sister Ye, why are you hitting my boyfriend?" A young girl, still innocent in both her appearance and physique, also covered herself with a piece of clothing. She positioned herself between Ye Qianqian and the man.

"Because until yesterday, he was my boyfriend," Ye Qianqian sneered. "Also, Mù Xiǎochún, stop referring to me as Sister Ye. You’re a person of high birth, while I’m just common people. I really can't afford to climb up."

"Qianqian, I hope you can understand the relationship between Xiaochun and me," pleaded the man, enduring the painful sting on his face. Internally he cursed: damn witch, how can she hit so hard?

"Is this how understanding works?" Ye Qianqian retorted, raising her hand to slap the young girl's face. "There, now you're an even better match."

"You—" the man started to talk, then stopped himself. You can't blame him for feeling stuck between a rock and a hard place.

"You what?" Ye Qianqian sneered. "A twenty-four-year-old senior, sleeping with a little brat who just learned to use sanitary napkins. Do you genuinely like them young or are you just in love with their family's money?"

The girl was also dumbfounded by the slap, frightened and leaning back into the arms of the man behind her, she dared not fight back.

She was accustomed to having everything she set her eyes on, but not accustomed to paying the price for it.

Today, Ye Qianqiu taught her a new life lesson.

The door to the presidential suite was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman stormed in aggrieved.

"You damned thing, how dare you hit Xiao Chun?" The middle-aged woman completely disregarded how dishevelled her daughter looked.

Even though she was still barefoot on the carpet, wearing a silk robe with nothing underneath.

She had similar features to Mu Xiao Chun, but years of lavish upbringing had made her excessively obese, completely losing the aesthetic appeal of a woman.

"You live and eat off me, and now you dare to hit my daughter?" The woman said, "You ungrateful thing! Are you playing the ungrateful wolf now?"

Ye Qianqiu pointed at her ex-boyfriend, saying, "He is the meal and rent I have paid to your family. As for the change that should be found, I have already collected it myself."

"Get out! Get out of here!" The middle-aged woman stood with her legs apart, high heels nailed into the luxurious wool carpet of the presidential suite like a compass.

"Aunt Li, oh no, Ms. Li. I’m moving out of your place today, I’ve already packed my bags, don’t worry." Ye Qianqiu gave a slight smile, turned around, and walked out grandly.

"Stop!" Li Jinhua shouted angrily: "Just because you hit someone and you want to leave? If I call the police, I could accuse you of theft! Living in our house for a year, you poor soul, you must have stolen a lot of things!"

"Set up and frame?" Ye Qianqiu smirked.

She took out her phone and took more than a dozen photos of the three.

"What do you mean?" Li Jinhua shrieked.

Ye Qianqian smirked, "How much do you think I'll get for this scoop? The underage heiress of the Mu Corporation and the student council president of the physics faculty at Jinghua University, dead drunk in the most luxurious hotel's presidential suite?"

"How dare you?" Li Jinhua screamed in rage, lunging towards Ye Qianqian in an attempt to grab her phone.

"Get lost!" Ye Qianqian flicked her aside, sending the corpulent woman tumbling onto the floor.

Despite the pig-slaughter-like shrieks, the only man in the room made no moves. The girl was a practiced taekwondo student — he didn't wish to invite humiliation.

"If you dare slander me, these pictures will immediately hit the headlines." Ye Qianqian flapped her hand dismissively, "Goodbye."