"My Japanese skill is good indeed, but I don't have any certifications, so no company would want to hire me," Luosang said. She dropped her dim eyes, then said, "My family used to be wealthy. But something happened when I was in college. After that, my father went to prison, and I dropped out of the college."
"Ah…" Nian Junting, stunned a little, asked, "What about your mother?"
"My mother… divorced my father and married another man," Luosang bit her lip slightly, then responded with, "Now they have a son. I don't think my mother would want me to disrupt her life."
Nian Junting suddenly felt tender and protective towards Luosang in an indescribable way. He felt sorry for her because she was a thirty-year-old woman who was away from home, friendless and helpless, with no one to rely on; not even her parents could support her.
