This was a blatant implication: Liao Ruomin was to offer herself up for sex, using her virginity as a bargaining chip to get Zhao An to help her resolve her father's problems. It was essentially an exchange of equals, and not an easy one at that; it was humiliating and disgraceful.

These words filled Liao Ruomin with immense humiliation. What was this? Didn't it mean she was being forced into this situation like a prostitute? "What did you say!" Her tone was already harsh. Understanding was one thing, but acting on it was another.

Liao Ruoxia showed no panic. "Back then, Mom was just like you. And what was the result? She endured humiliation and hardship. We sacrificed for the family. You don't care, no one would blame you if you didn't do it. Father is dead, so be it. We've done our best. I'm tired. Have you ever thought about what I gave up? My youth! What's most important for a woman? Youth and chastity! I gave both. And what did you do? You only know how to be like my foolish brother, asking the family for money!"

Liao Ruoxia's words left Liao Ruomin feeling dizzy. She realized she hadn't contributed anything to the family; she had only ever taken. Her sister had paid such a heavy price for the family, and what about her? Was she just going to stand by and watch her father suffer? Or should she abandon her so-called self-respect and fawn over Zhao An, offering her virginity to be played with?

What difference was there between that and being a prostitute? It was even more filthy, but on second thought, it seemed for the best. Prostitutes were ridden by thousands, risking STDs and encountering disgusting people. The thought of an old man on top of her, reeking of old age, or a greasy, filthy, lewd man, filled Liao Ruomin with nausea.

Liao Ruoxia saw her sister struggling with her thoughts, a state strikingly similar to her own in the past. Both lacked any room for thought, their minds and perspectives limited, almost completely led by the nose. But Liao Ruoxia had never regretted it; she even felt a sense of relief, grateful to have met Zhao An so early, otherwise, how could she enjoy this perfect life?

Huff. Liao Ruomin was still pondering what to do, whether she should give up her virginity. If there were other options, she would never have done something so shameful.

The room was filled with the scent of herbs, the stench of cigarettes gone. This was real cigarette tobacco.

Liao Ruoxia couldn't wait for her sister to be taken advantage of, but she couldn't be too obvious. "I'm going back first. Even if I'm pregnant, I'll still let Zhao An sleep with me. He loves messing with me and Mom the most. If you've changed your mind, call me, and I'll introduce you to him. How you want to talk is your business. I'm only responsible for providing an opportunity for you to meet him. Remember, he's very busy, so don't waste your time."

"Do you really think doing this will save Dad?" Liao Ruomin was at a loss, feeling lost and helpless. Society is all about interpersonal relationships; what could a college graduate like her do?

"It should be possible, if Zhao An is willing to help, then definitely. Mom is already Zhao An's mistress. What do you think Zhao An will think if Mom tells him to save Dad? What will happen to the child in her belly? Men are most averse to this kind of thing." Liao Ruoxia continued to reveal, expressing her and her mother's difficulties.

"What about Dad? Dad will be devastated if he finds out!" Liao Ruomin roared, her voice rising involuntarily. It was fear—fear of this life, fear of what she would face in the future. She deeply hated men because of a boyfriend she had in college who cheated on her with her best friend. This disgusted her, and that's why she hated men so much.

"Dad already knew. Otherwise, do you think Mom would willingly be Zhao An's mistress? Being pinned down by a boy the same age as her daughter—do you think that's fun?" Liao Ruoxia retorted, each word like a hammer blow to Liao Ruomin's heart. This soul-searching question was driving her to the brink of collapse. How could she possibly play this game?

"I...I don't know," Liao Ruomin stammered, clutching her head. She was confused, her thoughts a jumbled mess; she needed to calm down.

"I'm going back now. Call me when you've made up your mind. It's best to have an answer by tomorrow, otherwise, things might change. Think about it. All a woman wants is stability and happiness. Being someone's mistress is much better than being an honest man's wife. Don't worry too much; many women are mistresses these days. Being Zhao An's mistress has many advantages; at least you don't have to worry about being dumped. Look, he got my mother and me pregnant, but he didn't ask us to have abortions; instead, he made us give birth." Liao Ruoxia stroked her belly happily; inside was her and Zhao An's child, the fruit of their love!

Actually, Liao Ruoxia had no idea that Zhao An didn't like children at all. He only enjoyed the process and the result of getting women pregnant. As for the child, the woman would raise and care for it. He would only provide financial support, ensuring basic necessities.

Being responsible for planting the seed, watching a woman's belly grow bigger day by day—this perverse desire required a lot of money.

Liao Ruomin looked at her younger sister's protruding belly, her eyes filled with complex emotions. Pregnant out of wedlock—it would be difficult for her to get married later. Was she planning to never marry? And what would the children be called if her mother and she both had children with the same man?

Bang! The bedroom door slammed shut, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor fading into the distance.

Liao Ruomin slumped onto the sofa, looking around at her surroundings. This house was still in her sister's name. Her mother, because she hadn't divorced her father, didn't own a house; these were all gifts from Zhao An.

Recalling her mother and sister's words, and looking at everything in the room, Liao Ruomin began to feel a sense of despair, finally succumbing to reality.

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