Chapter 7

I looked at the time.

It was almost midnight.

Go out for a late night snack with my ex-boyfriend?

"No thanks, I'm full."

James leaned back in the armchair, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"Full? You're really something, just using me as a tool."

His phone seemed to be placed on the coffee table.

The camera angle was tilted upwards, not capturing James's face.

It only showed his strong thighs, pale wrists, slightly raised chin, and sharp Adam's apple.

What a strange female gaze angle, as if I was kneeling in front of him.

I didn't listen to a word he said, just silently took screenshots.

"Sis, who are you video chatting with?" Ryan passed by the door, his gaze landing on my phone screen.

"It's nothing." I hung up guiltily.

Living with a young guy, I had to maintain boundaries to avoid him getting any ideas about paying rent with his body.

Ryan leaned against the doorframe with his arms crossed, looking at me with interest.

"I saw you taking screenshots. Sis, you should find a real boyfriend instead of video chatting with thirst traps."

I shook the water off my hands: "He's not a thirst trap, he's..."

He's your supervisor.

Kids these days, so disrespectful.

Ryan raised an eyebrow: "Is he the landlady's boyfriend?"

"No, just a friend," I said as I walked past him.

Ryan turned his head to let me through.

"What kind of friend?" he said shamelessly, "The kind you video chat with and only look at their crotch?"

"Can you not be so crude?" I snapped.

If it weren't for his sister being my boss, I'd kick him out right now.

"Be careful sis, don't let anyone record you..." Ryan gave me a meaningful look.

What did he think I was doing?

Do kids these days only have dirty thoughts?

He suddenly came very close to me and blinked.

"If you need anything, why not ask me? I'm young, clean, and free."