"Big brother, I'm planning to go back to my hometown to sell the house. Could you possibly be a little lenient? I really can't come up with three hundred and fifty thousand."
The figure of three hundred and fifty thousand, like a needle, stabbed into Lin Guoping's chest.
Jiani, lying in her bed eating a banana, never sympathized with these vulnerable groups.
Her family was well-off, her parents were intellectuals, she lived in school district housing, learned piano and dance, and was adored and protected like a princess as she grew up.
Having her boyfriend snatched by someone from the countryside and then being pushed down the stairs was something she just couldn't swallow. If her friends found out, she would definitely become the butt of jokes.
Lin Yan, relying on her looks, didn't know her place. It was necessary to teach her properly how to behave.
