That day, a friend's bar was about to open, and he called a few of us to help take a look at the decoration. I originally didn't want to go because I had my child with me, but later, as I couldn't refuse, I held my child, and went to the bar with my friend.
As soon as we got off the car, I saw a few of the boss's friends sitting in the bar hall. I have never cared about what others think of me. When one of them asked me: whose child is it? I proudly said: my illegitimate child! He looked at me with suspicion, but I looked back at him brightly without any embarrassment or inferiority. I knew that my confident eyes would be enough to make a man infatuated. I am confident.