It was five in the morning when Ivy woke up. Today is her first day at work, after staring at herself in front of the mirror for about fifteen minutes. Ivy went down.
When she was about to step her foot on the last step of the staircase, she suddenly heard a car screech. She frowned and walked towards the main door. She frowned when she saw Windy step out of her car.
Ivy crossed her arms in front of her chest. “What—”
“Girl! Netizens are making a feast again on the Internet. Screwing you!” Windy asserted as she went closer to her.
“Screw? Why do you say so?” she asked.
Windy rolled her eyes at her, making Ivy smirk.
Windy unlocked her phone and tapped it a few times to show Ivy’s video. She went closer to her and tapped the play button on her phone screen.
Ivy’s forehead creased whe
