Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Poured on his head

Seeing his daughter's expression, the man struggled for a moment, but his expression quickly hardened. He grabbed his daughter's hand and said, "Beibei, believe in Dad. Dad will definitely win this time. These few hundred yuan will multiply several times, even dozens of times. As long as Dad wins, we'll have money for your mother's medical expenses."

How can you believe what a gambler says?

If he could win, the valuables in his house wouldn't be lost.

Mom lost all her jewelry.

She lost all her tuition fees.

If it weren't for my mother working tirelessly from dawn till dusk to earn money to support the family, she wouldn't be so exhausted now.

She couldn't let him take the money; it was her mother's life-saving money.

Lin Tiande was being held back by Lin Beibei, who kept pulling him away. At first, he had some patience, but later he lost even that and pushed his daughter away.

"Get out of my way, you son of a bitch, don't get in my way of making money."

He slapped his arm impatiently and kicked Lin Beibei, saying, "All my luck in the past was ruined by you two spendthrift women crying your way out of it."

"What a scumbag dad!" Xiang Bei said, munching on a potato chip.

She had accepted that she could conjure up whatever she wanted to eat; since she couldn't leave anyway, she didn't bother.

Seeing the man's expression change instantly, she cursed angrily.

Lin Beibei was pushed to the ground and kicked, and could only watch helplessly as her father took the money and left.

Just as the door closed, she clearly saw two more words appear in front of her.

This time she saw it clearly.

Those two words are: scumbag dad!

Her face turned pale instantly, and she watched helplessly as the words quickly disappeared.

Lin Beibei didn't know what it was, but she had just seen it clearly, which meant that the words she had seen in the rain earlier were also real.

That wasn't her hallucination.

But after waiting for a while, nothing happened.

Lin Beibei thought of her mother, who was still lying in the hospital, and quickly ran to her room.

Dad searched the entire area, including her room.

Lin Beibei pushed open the cabinet in the room with force. There was a partition behind it. After removing it, there was a bankbook inside.

There was only 20,000 yuan on it, which was her mother's savings for her tuition.

When Dad's gambling addiction flares up, he always runs through the house looking for money, and this is the only place he hasn't found.

Although it's still not enough, it's enough to pay some of it first, otherwise Mom might not even be able to stay in the hospital.

The words that had just disappeared reappeared.

[Hurry up and pay up, or your scumbag father might come back and kill you, and you won't even be able to keep this money.]

Lin Beibei ignored the inexplicable text and quickly got up to pay the money.

Although I don't know where those strange words came from, they make a lot of sense. If my dad finds out about this money, he'll definitely take it away, and then we'll have nothing left.

After paying the bill, Lin Beibei finally felt relieved, but when she arrived at her mother's ward, her mood became heavy again.

Lin's mother, Zhang Wenfang, has already woken up.

When Lin Beibei entered the ward, she saw her packing her things.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Mom is fine, just some old ailments, they're all better now. Hospitalization is too expensive, let's go home."

Looking at her mother's thin face, Lin Beibei felt so sorry for her that she couldn't speak.

"Mom, your health is the most important thing. Since the doctor wants us to be hospitalized, we have to stay."

"Silly child, how much does it cost to stay in the hospital for a day?"

Lin Beibei opened her mouth, but ultimately did not reveal that her mother was sick.

My mother is already so haggard; how could she possibly accept the news that she was sick?

But we can't let Mom be discharged from the hospital either.

We still need to find a way to get Mom admitted to the hospital.

"Mom, the doctor said you need a minor surgery. You can't delay, or it will get worse."

"But where would we get the money?"

"I've already paid the money, and the doctor won't give me a refund anyway."

Zhang Wenfang immediately understood and said anxiously, "How could you touch that money? It was for you."

"Mom, money can be earned back, I just want you to be well," Lin Beibei said, crying.

Seeing her daughter crying, Zhang Wenfang quickly wiped away her tears, saying, "It's okay, it's okay, Mom is fine."

She didn't want to argue with her daughter anymore, so she stayed at the hospital.

Lin Beibei has to go back to school. She's a senior this year and will graduate in a few months.

There were four people in the dormitory, and two of them moved out on their own.

When she returned to the dormitory, only her roommate Yu Jing was there.

"Are you alright?" Yu Jing asked casually as she applied lipstick in front of the mirror and noticed Lin Beibei's red eyes.

Lin Beibei wasn't very sociable in the dormitory, and her relationship with everyone was just so-so.

It feels weird that they're the only two living in the dorm now and they don't talk to each other.

Yu Jing didn't expect Lin Beibei to say anything, but Lin Beibei was acting very strangely today.

She stared at Yu Jing, making her feel uneasy.

Yu Jing tugged at her black slip dress, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Lin Beibei ask her, "Is that place you mentioned before really profitable?"

You mean the staff at the club?

Lin Beibei nodded in response, but Yu Jing turned to look at her.

He looked her up and down and asked, "You want to do it?"

Although Lin Beibei is not very sociable, she is indeed beautiful, and in the past few years, she has had quite a few suitors.

Several of the girls in their dorm had been asked to deliver love letters to Lin Beibei, but although she was beautiful, she was as dense as a block of wood and completely clueless.

There are quite a few rich second-generation men pursuing her, and Yu Jing couldn't possibly say that they weren't.

But he took a liking to Lin Beibei.

How much is the salary?

"If you do well, you can earn at least ten thousand yuan, mainly because of the high commission."

Yu Jing rested her hand on the back of the chair and laughed, "With your looks, you'd have plenty of customers wanting to buy your wine just by standing there. You'd definitely earn more than me."

"Are you serious?" Hope shone in Lin Beibei's eyes.

She could earn ten thousand a month, so if she worked hard, she could quickly earn enough to cover her mother's surgery fees.

My mother can't wait that long, so I wonder if it's possible to pay on credit first.

Yu Jing agreed to take her there first, but as for whether she could pay on credit, she would have to ask the person in charge at the club herself.

Lin Beibei didn't think much of it and followed Yu Jing.

She was still very nervous when she got into the taxi.

In her mind, clubs were not good places, but if it really was as Yu Jing said, as long as it could make money, it wasn't something she couldn't do.

Upon arriving at the club, she followed closely behind Yu Jing.

"This is Sister Lan, the person in charge of this club. You can talk to her if you need anything."

Yu Jing didn't stay. She looked at Sister Lan and said, "Sister Lan, I'm going to work now."

Sister Lan nodded, and only after seeing Yu Jing come out of the office did she look at Lin Beibei.

She saw him when he came in; he was quite handsome.

Sister Lan spoke in a very pleasant way, and in no time she had figured out Lin Beibei's situation.

That's a really tragic backstory.

When Lin Beibei asked if she could get an advance on her salary, Sister Lan laughed and said, "Beibei, right? Don't be nervous. The guests in our club are all rich. Just keep an eye on things, and if you make one of the guests happy, you can earn the money yourself."

The strange characters reappeared before my eyes.

[The club looks quite upscale, but this guy doesn't seem like a decent person. Why is he making suggestive remarks? Could the female lead be being scammed?]

Seeing Lin Beibei staring straight ahead, Sister Lan frowned. This girl seemed perfectly fine; could she have something on her mind?

"Ms. Lin, you can think about it and give me your answer later," Sister Lan said with a smile.

Lin Beibei looked up at Sister Lan. The words had just appeared in front of her and Sister Lan, but Sister Lan didn't react at all, as if she couldn't see them.

She wanted to ask Sister Lan if she couldn't see, but she didn't know how to say it.

Lin Beibei wanted to ask about work, and also about those strange words from earlier, but she was struggling with how to broach the subject.

Sister Lan could tell at a glance that the young girl was naive and inexperienced, so she said simply, "If you're free tonight, you can give it a try. I can teach you if you don't know how. If you think you can do it, you can stay and work here, okay?"

Lin Beibei agreed to a trial period.

Sister Lan looked at her with a smile on her lips.

She'd seen plenty of innocent girls. When they first came to work for her, they were all as pure as blank sheets of paper, and now they were all doing very well.

They lived a very comfortable life.

However, it is indeed rare to find someone as innocent and beautiful as Lin Beibei.

If we can stay, that would be the best outcome.

Sister Lan found a set of work clothes for Lin Beibei and asked her to change into them.

Looking at Lin Beibei in her work uniform, Sister Lan smiled with satisfaction.

She certainly has a pure and innocent look, and in this outfit, her figure is also very attractive. Not to mention those men, even she herself is very tempted.

"In this club, you need a nickname. From now on, your name will be Rebecca, got it?"

Lin Beibei nodded. "I've got it."

Sister Lan ignored her barely audible voice, "Just do whatever I tell you to do, okay? Don't worry, any tips from the customers are all yours."

Lin Beibei nervously twisted her fingers, feeling very uneasy.

Those strange characters are back again.

I have a bad feeling about this.

Xiang Bei felt something was off as soon as she looked at it, and after a long while, she realized that something was also off about her.

In this strange place, she ate and drank a lot, but she didn't feel full at all.

She was so frightened that she immediately stopped eating.

Seeing those words made Lin Beibei's already uneasy heart even more anxious.

It even made her want to run away.

The skirt she was wearing was so short it reached her upper thighs, making her very uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to take a step when walking.

Sister Lan led her to a private room with some wine. Inside, some young men were sitting, and the room was filled with smoke and laughter.

When they entered, the private room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes turned to them.

Despite the displeasure on the faces of those who were interrupted, Sister Lan remained calm and smiled, even managing to exchange a few jokes with some of them.

"Oh, a new girl has arrived. I haven't seen this young lady before."

"She's new here, her name is Rebecca. Rebecca, hurry up and pour some wine for Young Master Wu." Sister Lan winked at Lin Beibei.

Lin Beibei hurriedly went over and clumsily opened the bottle with the corkscrew on the table.

For some reason, she had a feeling that someone was watching her.

Even the men fell silent, saying, "She looks just like that woman from the Qin family."

"They don't look alike at all. The one from the Qin family is much better looking."

But Sister Lan had just warned her, so she didn't dare to look around carelessly.

Just as she was about to pour the wine, Wu Shao's hand suddenly touched her thigh, startling Lin Beibei so much that she spilled the wine all over Wu Shao.

Wu Shao, who had been smiling, suddenly turned pale.

"Young Master Wu, the new girl is a bit naive. Let me wipe her for you." Sister Lan winked at Lin Beibei while trying to appease Young Master Wu.

Lin Beibei stood there, stunned, when the words reappeared.

[That lecherous slut, pouring wine on his head would be more appropriate; let him drink his fill.]

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