Did he just ban a few people from the city because of me? Sanya was dumbstruck.
But then again, Sanya must be overthinking. Why in the world would this man do things for her? He must have ulterior motives.
Nothing good ever comes out of him. She scowled, glaring at him.
"Then what about me?" Sanya asked him. As far as she knew—and from the look on his face—it wasn't anything good.
"You will be my maid, as I stated earlier," Shentu Mingye said, pulling out a piece of paper. "You're fired too. From this bar, at least."
The paper was a maid contract. Sanya's face twisted in anger. She gritted her teeth.
"You scumbag! I will—" she raised a fist, but he warned her.
"Don't forget the compensation fee," he said loudly.
"Don't you threaten me with some fee. So what if you're some rich man with a good reputation or whatever? I still won't pay," she said fiercely.
"Well," Shentu Mingye sighed. "What do you think will happen if I reveal what you did to me that night?"
