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How could this be? Coming here is inherently a shameful act. Wanting to soar to the branches and become a phoenix, my mind is filled with thoughts of money. The wealthy lady is right; I am indeed selling myself. Cousin, but I do not know what other options there are.

I am sorry, Xintong, for causing you distress

There will be a way. Susan tightly grasped Li Xintong's hand, as if trying to infuse her with strength

She has close friends, all of whom come from well-off families. However, she does not wish to ask them for help. This large sum of money is something she cannot repay. She will not borrow what she cannot repay. She is a stubborn woman, obsessed with her own principles. She believes she can accomplish what she sets out to do, and even if the path is strewn with thorns, she is willing to walk barefoot through it, shedding tears.

Due to financial reasons, Li Xintong, who originally worked at the National Tax Bureau, resolutely resigned from a stable job that only paid a fixed salary for one month; because of money, the self-respecting Li Xintong became a jewelry salesperson; and again because of money, Li Xintong had no choice but to seek out a wealthy individual

The night in May was somewhat cold. Shivering as she escaped from a world that did not belong to her, Li Xintong wrapped her arms around herself, the evaporation of alcohol causing her to tremble, and she let out a heavy sneeze. Suddenly, a coarse wool sweater appeared on her, still warm with body heat. When Li Xintong turned around, she saw Susan's eyes filled with self-reproach.

Moving from a villa to an apartment, and then from the apartment to a rental house, Li Xintong, who once lived a life free from worries despite not being extraordinarily wealthy, suddenly transformed from a spendthrift into a materialistic woman. Such a rapid and poignant change in her circumstances can only be truly understood by Li Xintong herself

Cousin, I can't think of any other way to earn enough money steadily to pay off the debts and treat my father. " Li Xintong's lips trembled, whether from the cold or from choking up, her tone was extremely shaky.

Susan held Li Xintong's icy hand tightly as they sat by the flower bed and said, "Xintong, if you are feeling sad, just cry it out. Don't keep it bottled up inside." Susan had watched Li Xintong grow up; she was always the optimistic and positive cousin. Life had been smooth sailing for her until suddenly, she was abandoned by her boyfriend, her family was burdened with enormous debts, and her father, who was her only companion, fell seriously ill. All the misfortunes weighed heavily on her cousin, who had just graduated from university. Despite being in despair, she could not give up on continuing to live.