Chapter 1: Desperate
"Twenty-five, thirty..." An Ziqi frowned, counting the only money left in her pocket.
With a loud "boom", the fragile door was kicked open from the outside. Several people in black rushed in with a paint bucket. Without a word, they started splashing paint and smashing things in the house.
"Stop, stop." An Ziqi hurriedly got up and rushed over, desperately trying to stop them.
Ye Minzhi heard the movement and hurriedly walked out of the back room. Seeing this situation, Ye Minzhi stepped forward to stop him anxiously.
"Go away, dead woman." A man in black kicked Ye Minzhi to the ground.
"mom."
An Ziqi yelled anxiously and opened her mouth to bite hard to grasp her arm. When the person let go, she hurried forward to help Ye Minzhi and carefully guarded her behind her back.
Those people smashed enough, and then left leisurely. Before leaving, they didn't forget to threaten loudly, "Tell Anguobang, if you don't pay the money again, next time you see him, you will remove his leg."
An Ziqi sighed. Since her family's company went bankrupt, her father got into the gambling habit. He spent all his family's savings and borrowed usury everywhere.
What can she do to stand such an irresponsible father?
Soothed Ye Minzhi, then tidied up the messy house that had been smashed, washed off the paint all over, and walked out the door with heavy steps.
After walking around the street for a long time, but did not find a suitable part-time job, An Ziqi sat down on the stone bench on the roadside, somewhat depressed.
Do you want her to find a domineering president to be a lover like the heroine in those novels?
An Ziqi smiled bitterly, I'm afraid that even if she really wants to, there won't be an overbearing president from the sky.
Being distressed, a brake sound suddenly rang in her ears.
An Ziqi looked up hurriedly and saw a black Porsche stopping in front of her.
The car door opened slowly, and a little boy about four or five years old got out of the car.
The exquisite facial features are as cute as a doll, wearing a straight little dress, walking up to her gracefully.
Watching her speak solemnly, "An Ziqi, I want to talk to you."
An Ziqi looked at him inexplicably, "Little guy, have you admitted the wrong person?"
The little boy raised his eyebrows and continued, "An Ziqi, age 23, height 168cm, weight 48kg, mother Ye Minzhi, younger sister An Siqing, studying at..."
"Little guy, who are you?" An Ziqi couldn't help being a little dumbfounded.
"This is Xiao Yining, An Ziqi, let's find a place to talk."
...
Half an hour later, An Ziqi appeared in the revolving restaurant on the top floor of Jindi Building.
She didn't know why she promised Xiao Yining to come here to talk about... things.
There was an inexplicable intimacy in Xiao Yining, which always made her want to get closer.
Looking at the pedestrians and vehicles moving like ants under the window, as the top restaurant in S City, drinking a mouthful of water here would cost their family a month's living expenses.
An Ziqi felt a little dry mouth for no apparent reason, so she took a sip of water from her cup, "Little friend Xiao Yining, now you can tell me, what's the matter with me?"
Xiao Yining looked at her and said seriously.
"An Ziqi, I want to support you."
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