Chapter 2

Luna looked smug as if she could already see her life as a rich heiress: “I’m going to the testing agency the billionaire announced tomorrow for a blood test. When I become the billionaire's daughter, I'll move out.”

She glanced around the house disdainfully and said, “I’ll have my dad get me a mansion. I won’t have to squeeze into this old, shabby place with you. The environment is bad, hygiene is poor, and the residents are low-class.”

I laughed bitterly inside. Luna couldn’t find a job back then and had no income.

She shamelessly asked to rent this place with me, and she was not like this then.

Moreover, it was supposed to be shared rent, but Luna never paid even a month’s rent, just freeloaded.

All the house chores, from sweeping the floor, washing dishes, hanging clothes to taking out the trash, she never lifted a finger.

Every time, I had to plead with her to barely get her to do anything, and she called it “helping” me share the burden.

Thinking about the past years, being such a pushover, I wanted to slap myself.

Her moving out was just perfect, so if anything happened, she couldn't blame it on me.

I quickly nodded and said, “You're right, this neighborhood isn’t up to your standards. Your rich dad surely wouldn’t want you to be stuck in this small place.”

“Of course!” Luna was pleased with my flattery.

“Don’t say I didn’t give you a chance to help me. Drive me to the testing agency tomorrow.”

I raised an eyebrow and quickly refused:

“My car went in for repairs a few days ago. Maybe you can ask your boyfriend to take you. Knowing your true identity, wouldn’t he be devoted to you?”

My words hit the nail on the head. Recently, Luna snagged a rich second-generation guy and kept flaunting designer bags. But she knew he looked down on her for not having a background, just playing around.

Luna’s unhappy expression immediately turned into a show-off face:

“With your crappy hospital job, how much can you earn? You have no sense. Fine, he’s barely a match for me, let him take me, let him see.”

She said smugly and went back to her room.

In my past life, her rich boyfriend dumped her after playing enough, then married his family’s chosen match, kicking her to the curb.

She went to his company to cause trouble, only to be dragged out by his fiancée in public, calling her a toad trying to be Cinderella.

At the time, I foolishly consoled her. Little did I know Luna didn’t blame the jerk but blamed me for stopping her from recognizing the billionaire, leading to her abandonment. She believed I ruined her rich life, swearing to fight me to the end.

This life, I wouldn’t get involved in this mess.

Watching Luna close her door,

I quickly messaged my boss to request leave and booked a moving company.

While Luna went out the next day,

I packed up all my personal belongings except the shared spaces and moved out.

As for whether Luna stayed or left after the rental contract expired,

It wasn't my concern.

Following the principle of avoiding negativity, when encountering rotten people, don’t get tangled up, just leave immediately!