As he stood up, Nan Yu suddenly grabbed the man's clothes, her eyes filled with tears, and she was still chewing a steamed bun, but she was just chewing it raw, so he couldn't taste it.

Wen Zhuo sat back down, feeling inexplicably unable to bear seeing the boy cry, even though they hadn't met many times. He couldn't help but pull the boy into his arms and gently pat his back.

"I don't know if this can help you, but if you're really feeling wronged, I can be your secret confidant."

Nan Yu swallowed the food and released Wen Zhuo.

I took out a tissue and blew my nose.

Just when Wen Zhuo thought he was rejecting her.

Nan Yu can only speak properly once her nose is clear.

“I have four older sisters, and my parents wanted to have a son. Then…” He paused here, then said, “Who did they have? Chen Xu.”

“When I was little, my parents were biased. Even though we were rich and my sister didn’t need anything, I don’t know why they insisted on showing that their son was the treasure of the family and only gave in to me, while my sister could only stand aside and watch.”

“My older sisters have never liked me since I was little. No matter how much I try to please them, it can't change my mom’s opinion that Xiao Xun is her precious child and that her sisters are just like vegetable seeds. I’ve tried to fight back, but every time I speak up for my sisters, my mom thinks that my sisters are instigating me. If my sisters get scolded, she’ll think that I’m the one who told on them.”

Wen Zhuo frowned as he listened.

He didn't rush to interrupt.

Let's continue listening to what the boy has to say.

"I was eighteen years old when something happened in my family—they were switched at birth."

Every time I restart, this memory is refreshed and replayed, and the shock and pain are still fresh in my mind.

The pain was so intense I couldn't help but laugh.

"I was switched at birth. I am not the child of my family. My parents' biological son has come back."

"He's back, my parents' beloved son is back..."

At this point, she was on the verge of breaking down. Wen Zhuo wanted to interrupt, but Nan Yu was lost in her own world, choking back tears as she said:

"The older sisters clearly hate having younger brothers."

"But they don't dislike Chen Xu, they only dislike me."

"When Chen Xu came back, they bought him a lot of gifts, took him out to play, and even served him food at dinner. They smiled at him, but none of them smiled at me..."

She forced back her tears.

He took another tissue and blew his nose.

She looked up at Wen Zhuo and apologized, "I'm sorry."

He feels that blowing his nose is a bad habit, as it might disgust others, but he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't blow it. Because of the issues between his sister and parents, he wants to find a balance, but he can't, which has led to him developing a bit of a people-pleasing personality.

I'm a little cautious around everyone.

They were afraid of upsetting the other party.

There is serious internal friction.

Wen Zhuo couldn't help but feel sorry for the boy, so she pulled the chair closer and sat down, patting the boy's head. "It's alright, is there anything else?"

The man's gentleness made Dengxin lower her guard, and she nodded, continuing to speak, her voice choked with emotion:

“I went back to that home, but they didn’t want me either. My parents wanted me to stay at home, and I thought they couldn’t bear to part with me. But this past year, my mom has been saying…”

She cried more and more as she spoke, her chest heaving violently.

“He always says I owe him something, but actually he…” He sobbed, “I can tolerate his criticism, but last time, when I was drunk, he woke me up and showed me the alcohol. I got angry and hit him. He then splashed alcohol on me and knocked me unconscious. I don’t know what happened after that. When I woke up, I was in the hospital.”

"I stayed for ten days, and my mom only came to see me twice, just for a quick visit and then left. If it were before, they would have been so worried about even a minor cold, sob sob..."

He took out three tissues and wiped his face.

She was crying so hard she almost choked.

It's really just feeling frustrated, resentful, and that the gap between expectations and reality is too big.

In the end, he didn't want to face it anymore.

He covered his face in despair, his whole body was red, his hair was in a mess from being pulled, and his whole body was heaving with sobs.

Wen Zhuo: "Come stay with me, I'll let you stay."

Before Nan Yu could finish speaking, Wen Zhuo guessed his identity. He had heard that the Lin family's children had been switched at birth, and the reason was that Chen Xu was too arrogant, claiming to be the true heir of the Lin family as soon as he entered a circle.

Going to nightclubs means spending money like water.

He always pays for the whole thing, loves to hear sweet talk, and some of his lackeys must be shouting "Brother Xu is mighty!" every day. He's from a high class, a middle class, and he's no different from a stupid fool.

It's because it's so stupid.

It has become well-known to many people.

The club he frequented, Bei Most, was the largest and most luxurious club in Haicheng. Twilight was right across from them, and if Nan Yu had been standing outside, she might have seen Chen Xu browsing the nightclub.

Nan Yu cried for a long time before she could compose herself.

After venting, I feel less depressed.

After crying his fill, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that she was still holding Wen Zhuo, she quickly let go and patted and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes. "Sorry, I got your clothes dirty."

Wen Zhuo grasped his wrist and said earnestly:

"If he dares to hurt you once because of his family's influence, he will do it a second time and a third time. You are an adult and have the right to make your own choices. You are still in school."

The wick nodded.

Wen Zhuo: "How about we take advantage of the summer vacation and treat it as a summer job?"

The lampwick was persuaded, but this was a bar, and he was allergic to alcohol. He often walked by the river, and if he got his shoes wet one day, he might have to start all over again.

Nan Yu hung her head, utterly dejected.

But the thought of going home made him feel depressed, and he preferred to get his shoes wet.

He had been enduring it all along, until he couldn't take it anymore. This hospital visit was the final straw, and he accepted it!

Wiping away her tears with the back of her hand, she nodded with red eyes:

"Thanks."

Wen Zhuo: "You're welcome. The salary and benefits are the same as other employees, weekends off, eight-hour workday, meals and accommodation provided. Since you're still in school, we can't pay for the six types of insurance. I'll give you the cash equivalent, 10,000 a month, is that okay?"

It couldn't have been compared to before, but now, this number is astronomical for him. Nan Yu felt that the tavern didn't lack people, and the other party just wanted to help him.

I simply cannot afford the same salary and benefits as the employees.

He quickly waved his hand: "Room and board are enough, I don't need a salary."

Wen Zhuo smiled and said, "Do you think I'd let you work for me for free? I'm not a gangster, so don't overthink it. I'm always hiring."

Remembering that he said he gets drunk, Wen Zhuo said, "You should work the day shift, instead of the three shifts. Nine to five, is that okay?"

During the day, the main business is selling coffee. At dusk, the area is divided into two sections: the left side is the cocktail area, and the right side is the coffee area. Since the main business is serving evening customers, the left side occupies a larger area.

Nan Yu works a white shift, so she can have less contact with alcohol.

"I can accept working three shifts."

Wen Zhuo: "Aren't you prone to feeling dizzy from drinking?"

Nan Yu was so focused on venting that she forgot what she had said.

When he first heard him say he was dizzy, he was stunned for a few seconds. Then, thinking back, he scratched the back of his head and realized that the other person was still taking care of him. He thanked him and said shyly, "Thank you."

Wen Zhuo: "Are you feeling better now?"

Nan Yu pursed her lips, wanting to shake her head, but finally nodded.

My mood was just like that; I just let out a sigh of relief.

Are you starting work today?

Wen Zhuo: "Do you want to go home?"

Nan Yu shook her head.

Wen Zhuo: "Then let's go to work today."

"Can I go back and get a few clothes? Can I come over to rest tonight?" Afraid of sounding too forward, she quickly added, "It's too much trouble, I'll come tomorrow."

Wen Zhuo: "Can you accept living here?"

He pointed to the room where they were.