She couldn't remember when she had eaten a good meal. In the past, because of her mother's misfortune, she had to restrain her little desires, as long as she could not go hungry, but now it is because of Ye Wen, who promised that when she thought of him, her heart was full of sweetness, and the same was also proportional to the loss. In order to provide for his schooling, she has to work hard to earn money, perhaps...... Waiting for Ye Wen to graduate, she can be more relaxed. She doesn't have to live like this anymore.

Promise she had never fantasized so naively.

It's just that she can't help but think of the way she gets money, the glamorous and beautiful Sister Meng on weekdays and the loneliness behind her back. The promise couldn't help but be a little distracted. People say that girls who do this don't love themselves. Who can understand the psychological trauma of being a girl in this industry, is it only a fraction deeper than ordinary people?

She had just entered this circle, and she had already found that she had walked humiliating and sad on this path. Could it be that he Ye Wen really doesn't care about her selling herself to make money?

She is also a self-respecting girl, how can she endure to be happy under a strange man?

It's just that after so many years, she can't even count how much she has endured with white eyes and begged from others. Perhaps, this is how people love to be cheap. What he has long hated is to rely on him. There is a lot of pain, and I am afraid that even the nerves will be numb.

In this way, I made a promise to walk through a restaurant with a broken heart. Every employee's staff is working hard to attract customers, and every company's business is booming. It's just that compared to herself, they solicit customers above board.

But no matter how difficult life is, she can't give up! If she falls, there really is nothing. Like a speck of dust, squatting in the corner for a long time, maybe no one will notice her existence, but she doesn't care. Because dust never exists alone. She still cares about the "dust", those fallen stars. She still thinks of Sister Meng, a strong and fragile woman. She doesn't want to let go so simply and simply, since her mother has entrusted herself to her, she should also take on the responsibility of sharing her worries for Sister Meng.

One person's arduous practice is not as good as two people's dependence.

Promise, promise, you must live well. Live openly, live independently and strongly!

She walked lonely along this bustling and lively commercial street alone. Looking down at the flyers flying all over the sky, beckoning goodbye to the clerk's warm invitation, she looked up at the blue sky, and wanted to go on and on. The blue sky looked at her, and she looked at the blue sky. They looked at each other like this, trying to see through each other.

Until—she saw the familiar figure.

How happy she was! She thought this man had already gone back to school! She didn't expect to meet him on this street full of shops! Did he want to surprise himself?

Promise opened her mouth, trying to call the person on the tip of her heart. But after a while, she hesitated. Because there was a surprising back next to the figure.

She unconsciously took a few steps closer to the two figures leaning on each other's backs, trying to see the two of them. Even she didn't realize that her cheeks, which had been ruddy, were so pale that even her slender white feet were weak when she walked, as if she were stepping on cotton.

In fact, from the moment she caught a glimpse of that slender back, she was very sure who that woman was. Even if the man turned to ashes, she would recognize it. For so many years, every time I see her, I will feel inferior from the bottom of my heart.

She is an illegitimate daughter, a promise, an illegitimate daughter who is spurned, but she is the eldest lady of the Xu family, Xu Lan, the eldest lady who is worshipped. The difference between cloud and mud has been seen. Why can she grow brilliantly in the bright sun? and she ...... Like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats?