[The Bottom Line of Desire]

Prologue:

He Tingting, a female college student, was sexually harassed by the college secretary, completely disillusioned with the coldness of human nature. Through her classmates' connections, she became a "campus prostitute." After graduation, pursuing a life of luxury, He Tingting repeatedly sold her body. After meeting Zhang Xingzhi, a man she liked, sparks flew between them. But she was destined to be a pawn in a commercial war… So-called love was merely a conspiracy. He Tingting's experience illustrates the tragic fate of an "urban woman driven by desire," repeatedly breaking her own boundaries for the sake of her desires… …The 100th client… The bed creaked, and He Tingting chanted her slogan. Her slogan was nothing more than those moans. She had become accustomed to chanting like this, as commonplace as smoking a pack of cigarettes every day.

"Ah…" "..." With a loud shout from the fat man, He Tingting raised her voice and shouted back. Hearing this, He Tingting knew her job was about to end. This was experience she had accumulated over many years. The next step was to extract more money from the fat man's pocket.

The fat man lay motionless on top of He Tingting like a dead pig. He Tingting gently pushed him, cursing inwardly, "You haven't paid me yet? Don't die on me! Bad luck!"

The fat man slowly moved and got off He Tingting, as if he hadn't recovered from the moment before. He Tingting stood up, put on her clothes, and tidied herself up.

"Boss! Are you satisfied?"

"Hmm! Not bad! I didn't expect you to be not only beautiful, but also good in your job." The fat man touched He Tingting's face and said, "Since you're satisfied, give me some more!" "Look at where they live, I want to buy a house!" He Tingting saw her chance and used her trump card.

The fat man pinched He Tingting's butt hard, and she immediately felt a sharp pain. She really wanted to slap him, but seeing him pull out his wallet, she lowered her hand.

"Okay, okay! I'll give you more!" The fat man pulled out five hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them into He Tingting's low-cut bra.

He Tingting leaned closer to the fat man and suddenly pulled out another hundred-yuan bill from his hand: "Boss! Give me this one too... I'll give you a discount next time, okay?"

"Okay, okay! Here you go! You're so mean! You're going to give me a discount next time?" The fat man pinched He Tingting's cheek and said something malicious. He then lightly kissed her cheek and left. He Tingting spat out the door, turned around, and stuffed the 600 yuan she had earned into her bag.

She needed to take a shower immediately; it was her habit to shower for an hour after work. She actually disliked men; she was afraid they were unclean and would give her diseases. So, she would constantly wash and lather up any area a man had touched. Only then could He Tingting tell herself she was still a clean woman.

An hour later, He Tingting dried herself and changed into clothes she had bought long ago. Today she was going out for a big meal because it was a special day—July 26th, her 23rd birthday. The fat man who had just left was her 100th client. She had originally wanted to serve a young, handsome man, but unfortunately, she had been unlucky and had a fat guy instead.

"But it's alright, he gave me quite a bit of money," He Tingting muttered to herself as she put on her shoes.

Such a memorable day certainly deserved a celebration. He Tingting went to a five-star hotel and found a prominent spot to sit down. She ordered the most expensive dishes and the most expensive wine. She wanted everyone to know: I, He Tingting, live a good life; I, He Tingting, am also part of high society.

Volume

One, Chapter One: That One Night.

He Tingting struggled to swallow the wine in her mouth. Her thoughts drifted back to the past once more.

Zhang Qiang refused to... That night, Zhang Qiang pinned her down in a dark corner. She tried desperately to push him away, but she was too weak; he didn't budge. He kissed her face relentlessly. Despite her struggles, it was futile. He forced her to the ground and began tearing at her clothes.

He Tingting completely broke down; she knew she was doomed. She considered giving up, thinking no one would notice her here, especially since it was 10 pm—who would be here?

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