"For a girl, if you don't cherish yourself, no one else will cherish you." said the head teacher routinely before class is over.
Lisa sat in the last row. Now all her classmates turned their heads and looked at her on hearing what the head teacher said.
"It's a shame to be a mistress. That'll be a stain along with your whole life. Your parents gave birth to you not to let you humiliate yourselves."
Again all her classmates turned their heads and looked at her.
"Stepping into other's family, or throwing yourself to an old man's arms for money, do you really feel comfortable to spend that money?"
Lisa started to think whether she was too showy with a huge bag of luxuries when she came in.
"So I hope you can all set up the right views and values, and have your own moral bottom lines. Besides, youth is temporal. Those stuffs you exchange with your youth is like fireworks. After they burn out, nothing will be left." the head teacher glanced at Lisa and then dismissed the class.
Lisa carried her big bag of luxuries and strutted back to her dormitory.
Soon to graduate, everyone was busy looking for a suitable job. Only she was lingering on different luxury stores.
That was because she had already found a job in an entertainment company. She would get fully paid during her internship period, ten-to-four. Besides, there was also extra money.
"Lisa, now you've got favored, you should let us ride your cocktails. Your boyfriend is a big shot, so he must have a lot of connections. As your closest friends in college, find us some good jobs." Miyeon was processing Lisa's picture on Photoshop, making her look more delicate on her resume.
Lisa's six roomies all nodded their heads and looked at her with expectations.
Lisa put on her white tassel skirt and a pearl necklace she nearly bought. She looked into the mirror and felt like a pure white lily. She said with a smile, "I will have a try."
Apparently getting well dressed up was for a days. Now it was almost time. Lisa quickly picked up her handbag and went out.
On the way she remembered she forgot something and went back.
Before she arrived at the door, she heard her roomies were talking behind her back,
"A twenty-something girl found an old man over thirty five as her boyfriend. Moral degeneration!
"Looking from each angle, she is totally ordinary-looking. Who would lay an eye on her except that old lousy man?"
"Everyone in the class knew whom our head teacher said those words to. But look at her. Acting like a fool. Gee! She totally has no sense of shame?
"How would she be other's mistress if she has the sense of shame?"
Lisa turned around and walked around the playground on and on. It was undeniable she was pretty down now.
Lisa took the cellphone out of her purse, and decided to call Mr. Sponsor after hesitating for a long time, "I don't wanna go home tonight."
"Why?"
"All my classmates have their drivers."
"Hmm." the person on the other side responded and hang up directly.
See? A relationship based on money was so indifferent.
Lisa took a deep sigh, and kept wandering on the playground with her head down. If her family hadn't had that accident... if she had still been that noble princess... if...
While she was losing in her thoughts, a call came in.
"Come out now. The driver is waiting outside." No doubt, it was from Mr. Sponsor.
Then he hung up without giving Lisa a chance to say a word.
Lisa muttered in her heart, "God bless! Don't be an over thirty-year old and raunchy man who comes pick me up!"
When she walked out, she saw a super-expensive Lykan Hypersport parking at the school gate. The person in the car rolled down the window.
"Get in the car." He said lightly.
Lisa stood there without moving a bit, with her eyes staring at the headlights. How she wished she could pull out them out.
Since she had known that the headlights of this Lykan were inlaid with 220 gems from her sugar daddy, she would generate such an idea in her mind every time she saw it.
"Get in the car."
There was kind of coldness in sugar daddy's voice.
Lisa shivered and immediately climbed into the car. She specially rolled down the window to accept people's jealousy.
This kind of feeling really sucked!
Of course she hoped that someone could take pictures of it.
But before long, Lisa drooped. After all, it was a momentary transaction between them.
"You look unhappy? Short on cash?" Mr. Park shot a glance at this gloomy girl and asked.
Sugar daddy is sugar daddy. Money was everything in his world.
Lisa shook her head and pretended to be serious, "On thinking that my carefree school life is going to be finished, I really feel sad."
"You're becoming better and better at telling lies. With your grades, you'll be only too anxious to leave your school."
"..."
"Can't you save me some face?! Huh?"
It was destined be doomed love between them, and there'd be a reason of it.
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Although Lisa winded up being someone's mistress, she had been a rich young lady from a noble family. Pity that her parents went bankrupt.
The company got closed, and her stepmother whirled away all the money left with her old lover. Her father couldn't take it and killed himself.
When Lisa went to her boyfriend for some comfort, she found that her boyfriend was having an intimate "fight" with her bestie.
Why would god do this to her? She really wanted to go to heaven to ask the god.
But before she committed suicide, she wanted to do something crazy.
The noise in the club nearly drove her home. But on second thought, she had never slept with a man before she went to heaven. It was such a shame!
Then she boosted her courage and stepped in. She saw a man was drinking alone at a corner at the first glance.
He was even prettier than a woman. Hell no! He was a money boy.
She plucked up her courage and walked towards him. She took out a bank out of her pocket and threw it at that man, "Tonight you are all mine!"
God knew how terrified she had been at that moment. There was less than a hundred in her bank card. She even couldn't draw it out from an ATM machine. She just pretended to be rich. After sleeping with a money boy who had superb sex skills, she could die with no regrets then.
Wait! What if he insisted to get the money first before he slept with her?
While Lisa was having a bee in her head, that man raised his head and looked her up and down with a sneer.
At night she cried for a whole night, not because of a good sex, but the goddamn pains of a bad one.
Since she had no money to pay him in the morning, she decided to get the drop on. She complained about the money boy's awful sex skills, which made him super embarrassed.
She just didn't want to pay him. But now the embarrassed money boy decided to keep her as his mistress to practice his sex skills.
She got to know that man was called Park Bogum afterwards, the legendary Mr. President, who was exquisitely carved by the Greek God, Hermes.
He had practiced his sex skills for three whole years using her.
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