The fat woman rented for only two months and then sold three properties. The last victim was even worse off than them, as she had to borrow money to buy the house.

He ran in crying, and upon hearing that the death was over, he foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground. Everyone panicked, trying to resuscitate him and calling an ambulance.

Qin Xiaoye couldn't wait any longer and walked out the door, looking dejected.

She didn't want to hear the sound of the ambulance; it was heartbreaking.

She wandered aimlessly, not knowing where she could go. The world was vast, but there was nowhere she could settle down. Had she reached the end of her rope?

But when she reached the Huangpu River and looked at the surging, yellowish, murky water, she turned back to see the towering Citibank building and the Peace Hotel. Even a fool would know which side to choose.

The world was unkind to her, yet she still couldn't bear to leave.

She couldn't jump; if she did, her mother's death would have been in vain. She had to live a life worthy of being called human!

With this one thought holding her back, she returned to the house in the back alley.

It was drizzling, and everything was wet. Xiao Ye's father stood in the rain, guarding their luggage, lost in thought.

Qin Xiaoye looked at him and suddenly understood what was going on with the smell on him. She was suddenly filled with anger and pounced on him, tearing and hitting him.

Xiao Ye's father was in the wrong and tried to evade the issue.

Finally, she said, sounding wronged, "Even the little fish wouldn't dare hit me!"

At this moment, for the first time, Qin Xiaoye felt that Qin Xiaoyu had done the right thing. It turned out that these despicable people shouldn't be treated well; they weren't worth it.

It turns out that whoever lives selfishly lives the best life. Little Ye's dad won.

Qin Xiaoye was defeated by him, and sat down on the ground with a thud, bursting into tears.

She's a woman of pride; in the past, she would never have sat on the ground crying like a shrew. But now, does she even have any dignity left?

As darkness fell and the weather grew colder, she trembled violently and no longer had the strength to cry.

But they also lacked the courage to die.

"Let's go, I still have some money here. Let's find a place to stay first." Xiao Ye's father said with shame in his voice.

Qin Xiaoye instantly understood; this money had been "earned" from her. It was ironic; he'd tried to make a profit, but it had become his lifeline.

Later, from what Xiaoye's father said, Qin Xiaoye roughly understood the situation.

It was a seductive trap used by the plump woman. Xiao Ye's father, completely captivated, couldn't distinguish truth from falsehood and quickly signed the contract. As for the other two companies, that remains unknown.

In short, this woman is very capable; she can find people's weaknesses.

Xiao Ye's father was quite ruthless; he must have embezzled a considerable amount of this money. This was enough for Qin Xiao Ye to calm down and regain the courage to start a new life.

She decided to find a job first. With her looks, it wouldn't be difficult to find a decent, honest man to take her in.

Jobs weren't easy to find; most jobs in the 1980s were permanent, with very few temporary workers. Qin Xiaoye could only look for work in the service industry. She finally managed to get a job as a waitress at her family's hotel.

This was probably the hardest job she'd ever done. Wearing high heels every day, her feet were covered in blisters. One blister wouldn't heal before another broke through, and every step was excruciatingly painful.

It turns out that when they were at the No. 1 Department Store, Qin Xiaoyu was considerate of everyone and didn't ask them to wear high heels. Instead, she spent over two hundred yuan to buy her a pair of imported lambskin shoes, which softly wrapped around her feet, like a pair of hands that were constantly caring for her.

She has none of that anymore, and she doesn't deserve it.

She used to keep an eye on the bustling entrance every day, hoping that someone destined to take her away would come along. But things are different now; she doesn't dare to be picky anymore.

But these people, whether blind or not, were ignoring her now that she was being friendly and approachable.

The boss doesn't have a wife, but he has several mistresses. He treats her like a thief, and she can't get close to him, so she's given up.

I was being lazy that day, and I was sitting behind the door wondering if I should move to another place, since this shop probably had bad feng shui.

Suddenly the door opened and a group of people entered. She quickly got up, smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt, went up to greet them sweetly, and led them to the bar.

"Gentlemen, please come inside. How many of you are there? Would you prefer a private room or the main hall? The main hall is lively, while the private rooms are quiet. It's up to you..."

Upon hearing her voice, one of the guests immediately turned around. It was an unexpected coincidence; it was Zhang Dahai.

Qin Xiaoye never expected that they would meet at this time. In the quiet of the night, she sorted out what had happened between them, but she still couldn't find an answer: should she hate them or should she forgive them?

Whether she ever loved him or not, she had no idea. This relationship was so calculated that even they themselves couldn't understand it.

She read a lot of romance novels when she was young, and thought that there must have been feelings between them, but she ruined her chances.

How should she face this now? Should she act nonchalant or show that she's hurt? Will he still show her pity?

A thousand thoughts flashed through Qin Xiaoye's mind, and her heart came alive again.

Zhang Dahai was also surprised to see her, but he quickly grinned and teased, "How did you end up like this?"

"Thanks to you." Qin Xiaoye blurted out.

"Hey, still so persistent." Zhang Dahai had fallen behind, and the people in front of him kept turning around to look.

"Go ahead and laugh, enjoy watching my misfortune," Qin Xiaoye said coldly. She was always stubborn, and although she wished she could sew her mouth shut, she didn't miss a single word and retorted.

"Here's a business card. A friend of mine told me to help him find someone... Given your current situation, if you're interested, go for it. He's generous with money, so it's good to work as a waiter." Zhang Dahai shoved a business card into Qin Xiaoye's hand and strode away.

Qin Xiaoye was stunned for a long time before she understood what he was saying. Her face turned red and white in turns, and she felt cold all over. She was humiliated, but she was still standing there listening stupidly. Was she even human?

She tore the business card to shreds and threw it into the trash can.

The matter didn't end there. The next day, news of her being a mistress spread among her colleagues, with detailed and seemingly credible accounts.

This matter was probably not something Zhang Dahai revealed on his own initiative. It's highly likely that someone recognized Qin Xiaoye and asked her questions during the meal. A few words were overheard by the waiter, and the information they shared was already quite sensational.

"Xiao Qin, you seem so aloof. Are they telling the truth?" Someone couldn't help but ask her on purpose.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Qin Xiaoye tried to play dumb and get away with it, but after saying that, her face slowly turned red.

"Yesterday's guest specifically mentioned you, saying you were a mistress, kept by a sugar daddy, and lived with him for several months. Is that true?"

"It's none of your business," Qin Xiaoye said irritably, losing face.

"Oh, trying to be a virtuous woman while pretending to be innocent. If you're afraid of what people will say, then don't do it. This person has a really thick skin." The woman was angered by the retort. She hated people with warped values ​​who refused to admit their mistakes, so she didn't hold back either.

She had barely finished speaking when she felt a sharp pain on her head. Qin Xiaoye had attacked her from behind, grabbing her hair and refusing to let go.