I Sold Myself!

Su Chen stared blankly at the woman before him.

She was half a head taller than Su Chen.

And Su Chen was already a little taller than others his age, making the woman appear especially tall and slender.

She had long pale-blue hair, purplish eyes faintly tinged with red, and a small face as fair as jade, as though carved from it.

Her snow-white, fitted hundred-flower dress perfectly outlined her full, round-moon breasts and her wasp waist, slender as drooping spring willow branches.

Having never seen her dressed like this before, Su Chen's heart began racing after only a few glances, and his cheeks grew slightly hot.

"You... why are you dressed like this?"

In Su Chen's memories, Liu Yue had always worn the same old, oversized robes as him.

This was the first time in Su Chen's life that he had seen her looking so alluring and seductive.

Liu Yue smiled.

"Do I look good?"

"Uh!" Su Chen froze, then quickly came back to himself and nodded stiffly. "You do! You look absolutely beautiful!"

Liu Yue smiled again, like a hundred flowers blooming at once.

But when she thought of the fate awaiting her, her smile suddenly carried a trace of sorrow and helplessness.

Seeing that Su Chen had not noticed, Liu Yue hastily composed herself, took out a heavy devil-cowhide pouch, and placed it in Su Chen's hands.

"There are three hundred pieces of gold dust in here, enough to treat Mother's illness. Keep it safe!"

Three hundred pieces!

Gold dust!

The moment Su Chen heard that number, he was completely stunned.

"Where did you get so much money?"

He stared at Liu Yue with an incredulous expression.

Just yesterday, Liu Yue had still been running everywhere with him, begging people for money and enduring all their contempt