It was odorless. She gave the first piece of cake to her son, Xu Yun.
Then came the second piece.
Everyone immediately tensed up, curious to see who his mother would give this next piece to.
Seven pairs of eyes were fixed on that slice of cake.
Some wanted it, some didn't.
Someone like Yu Xuan, for instance, didn't want the second piece.
It was a hot potato.
She was well aware that all the women present were involved with Xu Yun in some way.
'If I get the second piece of cake, the other women will probably start targeting me, seeing me as a rival.'
'How am I supposed to get any work done after that?'
For now, she just wanted to do her job well by Xu Yun's side, make money, and occasionally satisfy her boss's needs—and her own. She had no desire to get caught up in a web of jealousy and scheming.
And as for Xu Yun?
'Even if his mother did like me a little more, he probably wouldn't choose me as his official girlfriend.'
