The 97th time Fang Yay in asked me to clean up after her junior schoolmate, I clutched my aching stomach and said, my face deathly pale, “I don’t want to go.”
The woman paused, then hugged me and coaxed, “Honey, just think of it as me using one of the favor coupons you gave me. Once this is over, I promise I’ll make it up to you properly.”
I stiffened in her arms, chilled to the bone, but in the end, I still nodded slightly.
Five years ago, I had cancer and no money for treatment. Fang Yay in paid to save my life.
To repay her, I made her 100 favor coupons.
At first, she couldn’t bear to use even one.
Then her junior schoolmate Jiang Lin joined the company, and the coupons began disappearing faster and faster.
I bought Jiang Lin coffee and picked up his deliveries, rushed to finish his designs, and took the blame for his plagiarism...
Then he offended a business partner, and Fang Yay in asked me to drink with them and apologize.
In the end, I drank until my stomach perforated and was rushed to the hospital, where half of it was removed.
As I lay in the hospital bed, Fang Yay in merely said, “You’ve worked hard. Let’s count this as using one favor coupon. Focus on getting better.”
So, in her eyes, I was nothing more than a tool she could order around at will.
Looking at the three favor coupons I had left,
I gave a bitter smile. At last, I was almost free...
