I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!
Chapter 489 Rules_1

Chapter 489: Chapter 489 Rules_1

Her eyes, already swollen like walnuts, looked even more pitiful when she uttered that sentence. After all, her situation was indeed dismal, living at the mercy of her environment.

"We’re not suggesting you sell yourself, we only want to discuss a contract with you. I believe you should be interested in our offer. We’re not forcing you to do anything. Why not listen before you decide? From my perspective, it’s very suitable for you. You’re short of money, right? This is the quickest way for you to earn it. Doesn’t Miss Su want to try it out?"

How true that women understand women. Kang Yue’s words had struck a chord with Miss Su. Stuck here, there was nothing else she could do to solve her problem.

For Su Yun, the situation had already deteriorated to this point; it was beyond change. Now, the most important thing was to find a place to work—if she could work, that would be best.

"What’s the use of crying for so long? It’s futile. In the end, you still have to make a choice. Do you choose respectable work, or do you choose to earn money quickly? Even if the work isn’t respectable, it could save your brother’s life. Why are you being picky?"

When Kang Yue spoke, she only intended to lay their plan out in the open, to speed up the process. Hearing this, Su Yun suddenly shut up. Indeed, she no longer had the capital to make choices. The only valuable things she had left were her beauty and her figure. It wasn’t impossible to exchange those for money.

With her family in such a state, why should she pretend to be virtuous? Su Yun couldn’t help but cry and laugh at the thought. Everyone else wasn’t so pretentious, and it was only her maintaining such a posture. It was laughable. In the past, she would have scoffed, for she had been able to free herself from the mire.

She hadn’t anticipated her brother’s illness knocking her back to reality and making her realize that once you’re in the slums, escape seems forever out of reach—it was truly tragic. But she couldn’t give up; her brother still needed her, so she had to keep going.

Looking at the two people, she figured they were after her for her beauty and figure. She might as well see what they had to offer—if the price was right, it might be worth a try.

Oh, Su Yun, Su Yun, who would’ve thought you’d end up like this one day? I used to think you were always above it all, that you’d never fall so low. But in fact, everyone is the same.

"Fine, let’s go inside and talk." After struggling internally, she compromised and decided to at least take a look; if it wasn’t suitable, then she’d see.

Shen Dong didn’t seem surprised that they could go inside; it was quite normal. When a person in need of money finds an opportunity, they would naturally do anything to seize it in order to carve out their own piece of the world.

Upon entering, the room appeared extremely cramped, able to accommodate only a few people, with furniture that made it even more crowded. Surprisingly, the room wasn’t smelly, but was clean and tidy. Despite being small, it had everything—a testament to the fact that this girl knew how to live and keep her tiny space in perfect order.

However, it was a bit tight for several people to sit. At that moment, Su Yun clasped her hands tightly, nervous. Yes, these people were clearly wealthy and had probably despised everything in her house, she thought. Nevermind, they were here solely for business. The sooner the talk was over, the better.

There was no need to stay here, guessing they probably couldn’t wait to leave. There was also no point in pretending to be hospitable with some tea—the guests had surely seen finer things and wouldn’t value her humble offerings.

"You talk. But I can’t guarantee I’ll agree to your terms. Don’t get your hopes up."

Even now, Su Yun mustered the courage to say that, trembling inside. She just hoped to drive the price up. If they needed her, the higher the price, the greater her brother’s hope.

"We’re planning to launch a new platform, a bar, where we need some beauties to dance. Can you dance?"

When Shen Dong asked, it wasn’t out of disrespect for those who couldn’t dance; it was a simple inquiry. If she could dance, she could lead and earn more money.

"You’re only looking for dancers?" Su Yun asked, her eyes widening with a hint of disbelief. Dancing was her forte; she was known for it in school. Although not formally trained, her style resembled street dance.

If dancing could earn money without involving illegal or criminal acts, it was something to consider. Moreover, not selling herself was ideal. She just hoped the pay would be substantial. Shu Yu really wanted a lot of money.

It seemed Miss Su knew how to dance. If she did, she could be a lead dancer and earn more. "We have three parts: pure dancing, rhythmic support, and the more familiar hostessing," said Shen Dong, summarizing briefly. There was more to find, but it was prudent to give just an overview to facilitate the next steps.

To her astonishment, Miss Su had expected to sell herself but found the job was to showcase her talents instead. If it was a matter of showcasing talent, she could accept. Now she just needed money, and given her good figure, she would probably need to wear revealing clothes—men are like that. There are no free lunches.

But if it was acceptable, then she could negotiate the price. Her figure was considered top-notch, so she could ask for more—money that would help with her brother’s medical expenses. With that in mind, she agreed, gaining confidence to start discussing wages.