Quick Travel System: Age Strategy

My life has been like a canary, trapped in a cage.

My mother was a mistress, but I am not the child she had as a result of this career.

My father was a young man. From the way my mother beat me from time to time, I knew he was a liar. He deceived my mother, who was still ignorant of love, and won her heart, making her pregnant with me, and then left her when she was pregnant.

After my mother became pregnant with me, she was unable to continue her studies and had to drop out of school. In that conservative era, getting pregnant before marriage was considered an extremely shameful thing.

My grandparents couldn't bear the different looks from the world, so they cried and advised my mother to leave there, go wherever she wanted, and never come back, because she wouldn't need them to see her off when she got old!

The mother thought that someone would protect her when she returned home, but she didn't expect that her family would also drive her away. Her biological parents even said such heartless words that they didn't need to see her off when she was old.

She left her grandparents' house sadly, taking only a few pieces of clothes and the little money she had left. She didn't take anything from her grandparents. She still felt guilty towards her parents for raising her up, but she still did such an ugly thing, ruining her grandparents' good reputation all their lives.

When she arrived in the port city, she couldn't find a job because she was pregnant, so she had to live in the slums. The men there often harassed her because she was alone and beautiful.

My mother was extremely annoyed and began to hate me while I was still in her belly. She said it was all my fault. If it weren't for me, she should have lived in the light instead of living in this dirty, smoky slum.

After I was born, the only good thing she did for me was to give me a cultural name, Guo Qi.

My mother hopes that I live an extraordinary life and not be easily deceived like her.

But she loved and hated me. When she hated me, she would beat me up. She treated me as her father and took out all her dissatisfaction with me to take revenge on me.

When I was old enough to go to school, she wouldn't let me go and made me stay at home.

I originally thought that maybe she did this because she was cheated and was afraid that I would get cheated if I went out.

Until one day she came back drunk and told me the reason. It was her hatred for the scumbag, and she wanted to take revenge on me.

After I knew this reason, I no longer expected so-called maternal love.

Of course, I never expected love. After seeing my mother bringing different young men home, I no longer believed in young men.

I grew up with many setbacks, and when I became an adult, she drove me out of the slums, on the grounds that she had already done her part in raising me.

But she had never thought about how a child who had never been to school, did not understand the ways of the world, and had no money could survive in the port city.

I only learned the tricks from my mother when I was young, and I don’t know anything else.

I had no choice but to work in a nightclub where I could earn some money with free food and lodging. Although the environment was messy, I was determined not to do that kind of thing.

I worked as a bartender, serving drinks to wealthy guests in private rooms and then coming out. I originally thought that once I earned enough money, I would buy a house in Hong Kong City and then find a stable job.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened.

That day, I was serving drinks in a private room as usual, and a customer grabbed me with his dirty hands and tried to touch me. I grabbed my hands and tried to break free from him, but the adult man was much stronger than me, and I was pulled into his arms.

The man hugged me and walked out of the box, wanting to leave. I looked at the manager who was passing by and shouted for help, but the manager just kept walking as if he didn't see me.

I thought to myself, this is it, am I going to follow my mother's path? No, I don't want to!

When I passed by a private room, a man just walked out and I said to him, "Please help me."

He walked up to the guest, grabbed him, kicked him, and pulled me behind him.

Looking at his somewhat gray hair gives me an infinite sense of security. He is not a young man, so I can rest assured.

After he saved me, he offered to support me and openly acknowledged me as his goddaughter.

I agreed to him, and during the time he was keeping me, I found out that he actually had a family and a wife, and he was just attracted to me because of something new.

It turns out that older men are unreliable and my sense of security is all fake.

I started looking for another sense of security when I saw that the popular Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant was about to start registration, and the first place prize was 10 million yuan.

This gives me a sense of security. As long as I get first place, I will have fame, fortune and money.

To be on the safe side, I began to coax the old man into bribing the judges to vote for me.

Just like that, I signed up happily, passed the preliminary selection, got the invitation letter, and all that was left was the formal appearance.

I didn't expect to run into such a tough opponent, Ruan Xincheng.

She always got a high rate of votes, and in one show after another I became the runner-up and she became the protagonist.

After the beauty pageant route failed, the man terminated my maintenance agreement with me soon after. He was no longer interested in me.

When I was sad in the small apartment he gave me, I heard a report on TV that Ruan Xincheng had married He Shao.

Immediately, my heart was filled with hatred. Why was she always superior to me and lived better than me?

If she can do it, what's the difference between me and her?!

I suddenly came up with a plan to hook up with He Shao, and I waited in the parking lot early, waiting for him to come.

When I saw him driving in, I got out and pounced on him and performed my tricks.

He Shao didn't buy it and left me behind and got into the elevator.

I was planning to carry out my next trick, but before I could even begin, I was caught and thrown into an even darker nightclub, and was told that this was all arranged by Mr. He.

I laughed sarcastically, then started to cry, feeling pitiful and sad for the first half of my life.

There is true love in this world, but I am not lucky enough to meet it...