Qiu Mang had gotten the gist of the situation from their conversation, and she felt a little heavy-hearted. Seeing the girl's red eyes from crying, she took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to her.

The girl hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it, thanking him while sobbing.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the only sound in the cramped space was the girl's low sobs; every second felt like torture.

As the elevator doors opened, the girl stumbled to the top floor. The wind howled, tousling her hair. She stood on the edge of the railing, gazing down, her eyes empty and filled with despair.

A moment later, she closed her eyes and opened her arms.

Qiu Mang's eyes widened instantly, her mouth agape, her face filled with terror. Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and her breathing became rapid.

She quickly stepped forward and hugged her, whispering in her ear, "Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive! You're still young, your life has just begun! You have a long road ahead of you."

“It’s no use! My life is over! My family, friends, classmates, and teachers have all seen my photo. Thinking about the way they looked at me, and the way people talked about me behind my back, I really don’t have the face to live anymore.” Her voice trembled, filled with despair.

"No, no, nothing is more important than life. As long as you're alive, everything can start over! There must be a way to solve this!" Qiu Mang hugged her tightly, trying to give her strength and courage.

"How can I resolve this? The photos have already been leaked; I have no way out." She sobbed uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face like a burst dam.

“We can call the police and let them handle this. Those who spread the photos will be punished by law,” she said firmly, her eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

Just as Qiu Mang finished speaking, a police siren sounded, and several police cars sped up from downstairs.

A few minutes earlier, the girl had caused a scene downstairs, attracting a large crowd. Later, seeing her go upstairs, some people worried she might be suicidal and called the police.

"It's too late. Even if those people are caught, so what? The photos have already been leaked. No one can pretend they didn't see anything. Those rumors can kill. You haven't experienced it. You don't understand. I was just thrown naked and without dignity in front of everyone. The way they looked at me was like arrows piercing my heart. My life is already riddled with holes!"

The girl's voice was low and forced out of her throat, and her eyes became dull and lifeless.

Qiu Mang wanted to comfort her, but found that words were powerless. The next second, the girl suddenly lowered her head and bit Qiu Mang's hand hard. Qiu Mang felt the pain and let go.

Taking advantage of the opening, the girl climbed over the railing and jumped.

Qiu Mang stared in horror as the girl plummeted like a falling leaf.

She reached out to grab it, but her hand was outstretched in mid-air. Only the biting cold wind passed through her fingers. Qiu Mang's mind went blank, as if she had been hit on the head with a stick.

A gasp came from downstairs. The police car had just stopped when the officers rushed over, but they were too late.

Police quickly cordoned off the scene, and those involved were taken to the police station to give statements.

Many people witnessed the girl's argument with the loan company, and the girl herself admitted to it. Furthermore, the rooftop security cameras made the entire incident clear.

When Qiu Mang walked out of the police station, he was completely dazed.

This was the first time she truly experienced the fragility of life, and the first time she felt the weight and helplessness brought about by debt, or rather, a girl's reputation.

She took out her phone and saw the outstanding debt records, and was momentarily dazed.

She couldn't help but wonder if, in the future, if she couldn't repay her debts, she might also choose to end her life in this way, just like the girl she met today.

Just then, her phone rang, and Qiu Mang snapped back to reality. She took out her phone and answered it.

"Xiao Qiu, you told me you wanted to borrow 100,000 yuan, right? I've already transferred the money to your salary card! Please check." Zhou Haitao's slightly ingratiating voice came from the other end of the phone.

Qiu Mang was somewhat surprised. Wasn't he unwilling to lend it? Why was he offering it now?

Zhou Haitao continued, "Xiao Qiu, President Hua has a project, and he specifically asked you to handle it. Go back and prepare, and remember to contact President Hua."

Even over the phone, Qiu Mang could feel Zhou Haitao's excitement.

Well, now she finally understood why Zhou Haitao was willing to lend her money; it turned out it was because of Hua Xiao.

"I see."

Qiu Mang didn't hesitate. She was short of money anyway, and since the other party offered to lend her money, she might as well accept it!

After receiving the money, Qiu Mang immediately transferred it to her eldest sister.

A few minutes later, Qiu Dao called, her voice trembling, "Amang, thank you! I will pay you back as soon as possible."

Qiu Mang replied calmly, "Sister, stop talking now, just pay back the money and let your husband go home!"

Qiu Dao nodded emphatically: "Okay!"

Because of Hua Xiao's connections, Qiu Mang was able to borrow money and secure a project from Hua's company, but it was still far from enough to pay off his debts.

Today's events had a significant impact on Qiu Mang. In order to repay the money as soon as possible, Qiu Mang opened a job search app to see if he could find a part-time job in his spare time to earn more money.

Suddenly, her phone rang again. It was Shi Nan calling, saying she had a part-time job tomorrow night and asking if she still wanted to go.

"Is it still Marriott?" Qiu Mang asked.

“Yeah, you want to make more money, right? Marriott is 600 a night, it’s a good deal,” Shi Nan said.

Qiu Mang recalled the skirt that was so short it barely covered her thighs last time, and then thought of Lu Yanting that night. Her expression became somewhat unnatural as she asked, "Are you going to wear one of those very short and revealing skirts again?"

"No need, I don't always wear that. Last time it was a JK (high school girl) themed outfit, but we haven't had any events lately, so it's all normal work clothes," Shi Nan explained.

Qiu Mang breathed a sigh of relief. That's good.

The next evening, the two arrived at the Marriott, where the supervisor brought them uniforms with a friendly smile.

"Xiao Qiu, you'll be in charge of that same private room again tonight! President Hua and President Lu are both there!"

Hearing that Lu Yanting was also there, memories of the last time involuntarily flooded her mind, and Qiu Mang quickly refused: "How about we change to another private room!"

"Is someone giving you a hard time?" the foreman asked with concern.

Qiu Mang shook her head: "No."

Shi Nan gently nudged Qiu Mang's arm, signaling her to quickly agree, since the guests in VIP room 909 were all top figures in Guangcheng.

"Then let's keep 909. The other rooms are already booked." The manager helped her decide.

Since there was only one private room, Qiu Mang couldn't say anything. When you're out making money, you don't have a choice.

"Okay." Qiu Mang pursed her lips.

Seeing that she agreed, the supervisor prepared to turn and leave.

"Foreman!" Shi Nan called out.