"Ziling, come save me!"

Yao Fangqin cried out in the phone, "They're going to chop off my hands and feet!"

"You went gambling again? You might as well just die!" Yu Ziling was furious.

Yao Fangqin frequented casinos, and she had given up on this woman.

How could you say that? I am your biological mother, after all.

"Enough!"

The veins on Yu Ziling's neck bulged, and her temples throbbed. "Tell me, how much money do you owe this time?"

"One, more than a million," Yao Fangqin stammered on the other end of the phone.

"One million?" Yu Ziling gripped her phone tightly. "Didn't I only give you five hundred thousand last time?"

Does this woman really treat her like an ATM?

Moreover, she was almost out of money; the hospital bills for just maintaining the pregnancy had been exorbitant.

Yu Ziling didn't dare let Ji Mingxuan know, so she had to pay the money herself.

Fortunately, the baby survived.

"This is a special case. I promise I'll never gamble again. Ziling, please save me."

Yao Fangqin kept crying and sobbing.

"..." Yu Ziling really wanted to hang up the phone.

"Ziling, don't forget, I am your biological mother."

Yao Fangqin shouted, "You can't just stand by and watch someone die, otherwise I'll tell Mingxuan, you child..."

"Enough, enough, I said enough!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yu Ziling went completely berserk, "I'll give you the money right now. Remember, this is the last time."

"My dear daughter, don't worry, with this money, Mom will definitely pay you back as soon as she makes more money..."

Yao Fangqin quickly said in a flattering tone.

Yu Ziling slammed down the phone.

She was truly fed up with this kind of life.

"Damn it!"

Yu Ziling was so angry that she shouted in the parking lot, but a basin of chili water was thrown at her.

"ah……"

Yu Ziling screamed as she was splashed, feeling her face burning. "What are you doing?"

"Where did this crazy woman come from? If you want to go crazy, go to a mental hospital. Don't disturb people's sleep here."

It turned out to be a parking lot security guard. Seeing her standing there suspiciously, he thought she was mentally ill and was about to call the police.

"You damned..."

Yu Ziling wiped the chili water off her face and was about to go up and argue with the security guard when a sharp pain suddenly shot through her stomach.

This pain felt exactly like the time she was with the security guard...

Yu Ziling's face turned pale. Clutching her stomach, she staggered into the car and drove towards the hospital.

On the other hand, after Yu Guanguan met up with Su Qingche, she told her about the supermodel competition.

"Supermodel? Oh, you mean the Goddess Contest that NSK TV holds every year?"

"A god?" Yu Guanguan was taken aback.

“Yes, they are gods.” Su Qingche explained, “Models who can win the supermodel competition will eventually be crowned as gods in the industry. They are paid by the number of steps they take on the runway, and they can earn several million US dollars for each step they take.”

"Several million?" Or US dollars?

Yu Guanguan's eyes widened. "This competition is so influential?"

“Otherwise,” Su Qingche said, “this is practically the most prestigious championship in the industry. If you could win it…”

“Guangguan…”

Su Qingche grabbed her arm with sparkling eyes, "I'll be waiting for the day you become a god."

Faced with her earnest expectations, Yu Guanguan was both amused and exasperated, and could only nod and say, "Then I will try my best."