Five Years After Our Breakup, Mr. Jiang Falls Deeper with Every Step

Five years ago, when Xu Zhaoxi was twenty, she had a passionate romance with Jiang Jingsi.

But when Jiang Jingsi was at his lowest, Xu Zhaoxi took the only 100,000 yuan he had and ran off with another man.

She didn't know that the money was for Jiang Jingsi's mother's life-saving treatment.

While Jiang Jingsi was handling his mother's funeral alone, Xu Zhaoxi was wearing a wedding dress and exchanging vows and kisses with someone else.

Five years later, Jiang Jingsi had transformed completely. He was no longer the poor kid who couldn't scrape together even a hundred yuan. A mere twitch of his leg could shake the whole city of Haicheng, and everyone had to address him respectfully as "Master Jiang."

Meanwhile, at a club, Xu Zhaoxi had to endure customers' crude remarks and lewd jokes for a five-thousand-yuan commission, smiling as she downed glass after glass.

Five years had passed. They were worlds apart, one in heaven and the other in the mud.

Yet Jiang Jingsi cornered her in a stairwell, his voice full of fury. "Are you really that shameless? Will you do anything for money?"

"That's right. Haven't you always known that, Master Jiang?" She tossed her hair, exuding charm. "For money, I'll do anything."

"Is that so?" He smiled coldly, gripping her chin with a cool hand. "Be my mistress, and I'll give you ten times that."

Xu Zhaoxi knew how much he hated her, hated her with every fiber of his being. She should have stayed away, but for the money, she still gave in.

It was only sex, after all.

When the truth finally came out, he held her against him, eyes bloodshot. "Xu Zhaoxi, you owe me for the rest of your life. You'll spend the rest of it paying me back!"