riving away.>People come and go, red lights and green, in the distance someone is laughing. The city at night is bustling, but this excitement has nothing to do with her.The cold wind blew, drying the...As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator dinged and came to a stop. A captivating smile played on her lips as she stepped inside.

Towards the Evening, her gaze fell upon the thermos in her hand, her lips tightening into a grim line. She then took heavy steps toward the elevator.

The Jiang siblings were the bane of her existence, while He Hanchuan was a vicious beast who almost tore her apart. She hated him, wanted to kill him, but under his sharp claws, she was forced to submit in order to avoid being ripped to shreds.

The hospital was crowded. An old man with a missing left arm and a prosthetic leg, his face etched with wrinkles, brightened up when he saw Xiang Wan. He patted the young man beside him, who also had a disability, and pointed in Xiang Wan's direction.

Another pair of eyes lit up.

Two people supported each other, walking strangely to the front of Yi Wan and blocking her way.

As soon as A-Wai looked up, she saw two unfamiliar faces. One was a man in his sixties or seventies, with wrinkles all over his face. The other was a man in his thirties or forties, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes and skin tanned by the sun.

Though they were of different ages, both were disabled. Though their clothes were neat, they were already washed white, and on their feet were cheap black shoes that were seldom seen.

This outfit looks like someone begging for money, or like a scam artist saying, "Little girl, I just need a few coins for bus fare, can you lend me some"

Once again, Yua glanced at the two people before her, confirming she didn't recognize them. "Excuse me," she asked, "do you need something from me"

Plop!

Without a word, the two exchanged glances and knelt on the ground. The commotion drew curious stares from onlookers who watched with strange looks.le voice came from the door, "What kind of good food can this small shop make Does it even pass health standards" It was Song Qiao's voice. 。Then Jiang Qingran's soft voice came, "Sister-in-law, don'...