Trillionaire's Slice of Life

Upon waking, Ye Xiaomeng found herself sleeping in a spacious and luxurious bedroom, with a huge crystal chandelier overhead and luxurious decorations around that one would only see on TV.

Her eyes blurred as she looked at the soft bed beneath her and the handsome, striking face next to her. Broken memories surged in her mind, becoming clearer as the events of last night at the bar gradually came into focus.

It was now April, leaving only two months until the farewell ceremony in June. Ye Xiaomeng remembered having another job interview at a company yesterday. She had her eye on a position in the company's operations department, but was rejected due to her lack of relevant experience.

However, just as she was about to leave, the company mentioned that, given her appearance, she could take on the role of a receptionist, offering a monthly salary of 4500 RMB...

Naturally, yesterday's interview had ended in failure once again, and a disheartened Ye Xiaomeng was dragged by her roommates to a bar. She swore she had only wanted to dance and vent, not to lose control. Yet, after her roommates pulled her to the largest and most luxurious booth in the bar, everything spiraled out of control.

Ye Xiaomeng looked at the youth's peaceful sleeping face. His features were soft, his nose high, and due to excellent care, his skin was even finer than that of girls. His hair was of medium length, with sword-like eyebrows adding a masculine touch, followed by a lean body with well-defined chest muscles...!

Ye Xiaomeng suddenly looked down at herself and, as expected, found she was as undressed as he was.

She only remembered drinking several glasses of alcohol last night, which, for someone who normally abstained from drinking like Ye Xiaomeng, was a disaster. She couldn't even remember the specific details of her first time, nor could she recall why she ended up here.

"Where is this?"

Ye Xiaomeng murmured softly, not daring to turn over for fear of waking the man beside her. She turned her head slightly and through the huge floor-to-ceiling window opposite her, she could see the rooftop of another tall building, signalling she was definitely in a very high skyscraper. The luxurious room around her suggested that she might be in the legendary presidential suite.

Reflecting on the youth's mysterious identity, Ye Xiaomeng felt her emotions become quite complex.

The reason she had been so proactive last night was partly because she had drunk alcohol and was not thinking clearly, but also because she had faced continuous setbacks in recent interviews, harboring a vengeful desire not to try too hard anymore. Furthermore, the competition with her dormitory roommates had heated her up, prompting her to take the initiative with this stranger.

Where were her roommates?

Just as Ye Xiaomeng was lost in her thoughts, the young man beside her suddenly moved his body, then the mysterious man who had taken her virginity stretched lazily.

Not knowing how to face him, Ye Xiaomeng quickly closed her eyes, choosing avoidance over confrontation.

After a moment, she faintly heard someone knocking at the door, followed by the sound of soft footsteps, as if someone had also come in.

Curious yet nervous, Ye Xiaomeng secretly opened her eyes a crack and then saw two women whose beauty even she found intimidating approach the bed.

Ye Xiaomeng stealthily observed the two breathtakingly beautiful women helping the young man dress, noting their respectful and cautious demeanor. At this moment, she somewhat understood that these women, whom she herself would be jealous of, were actually the man's maids!

"Gulp...!"

Almost subconsciously, Ye Xiaomeng swallowed hard.

The young man, now fully dressed, got up from the bed. He suddenly turned around and spoke indifferently:

"You're awake! Was it your first time last night? Never mind, since you're with me now, I won't let you down. Xiao Shuang, prepare some new clothes for Xiao Meng. From now on, Xiao Meng will be the mistress here. Whatever she says, goes.

Do you understand?"

The dream-like Qing Guo woman immediately nodded respectfully. Then, before Ye Xiaomeng could grasp what was happening, the two maids bowed to her in unison:

"Miss, we shall assist you in getting up!"

...

Ye Xiaomeng had never imagined that wealthy people could be so decadent as to require assistance even to put on socks. Now without lifting a finger, as she was dressed by the maids, her plain clothes were replaced with a luxurious red dress. Looking at the radiant reflection in the mirror, Ye Xiaomeng could hardly recognize the person as herself.

"Miss, Mr. Chu is already waiting in the dining room to have breakfast with you!"

The maid named Xiao Shuang spoke up, and Ye Xiaomeng swore she had never seen such a Qing Cheng beauty in real life, not even the campus belle at her music academy, who was already spotted by a famous entertainment company and might become a big star. Yet this woman, even more beautiful than the school belle, was merely serving as a maid here!

The disparity truly left Ye Xiaomeng flabbergasted.

Following the maid to the elevator, when she saw the long row of densely packed floor buttons in the private elevator, Ye Xiaomeng narrowed her eyes slightly.