Huang Lingyu, of course, wouldn't refuse. Wasn't money the whole reason she worked in a place like this?
She had let Yang Hui have her all to himself for the entire evening. Even though he'd already tipped her 2,200, he was under no obligation to give more.
Still, who could refuse a man who was handsome, wealthy, and generous?
'Compared to Yang Hui, Zheng Lei is a complete loser. Ugh, I have to see him again tomorrow. It's so damn annoying, and I can't even think of a good excuse to get out of it. I just need to make money, fast. As soon as I earn enough to pay back everything he's given me over the years, I'll be free.'
"Lingling, did you get a red envelope too?"
The KTV hostess asked when she saw her tap her phone. A CHING! sound indicated that money had clearly arrived in her account.
"Mhm, 3,000."
The KTV hostess's and Huanhuan's eyes went red with envy. "He's that generous?"
