The day Jiang Ning was kicked out of the Jiang family, she happened to land a big job: becoming the live-in companion of the eldest young master of the Fu family, a man who had been in a coma for three months.
Outsiders thought she was going there to suffer humiliation and bring the comatose man good luck. In reality, as one of the industry’s top high-risk asset liquidators, Jiang Ning was racking up a fortune every day thanks to Fu Chengxiao.
“Fifty for rolling over, eighty for wiping your back, twelve hundred for helping you put your awful relatives in their place.”
“President Fu, I’ve once again kept myself pure for you today. Please dream about asking your trust fund to settle the bill.”
Every day, she counted money by the bedside until her hands cramped. Sometimes she even used a towel as a rag and vented to this ruthless business tycoon.
Then one day, a business rival showed up with a fake contract to seize the family assets. Jiang Ning casually splashed a basin of boiling water over them and put them out of commission on the spot.
She was just about to add an eight-million-yuan “life-saving service fee” to the bill when the supposedly paralyzed young master suddenly grabbed her wrist and slowly removed his oxygen mask.
“Miss Jiang, you keep a very careful tally. So when are we settling the bill for you touching my abs every day for the past half month?”
