“I already said he’s not my boyfriend, nor my man,” Ning Wan retorted, then added, “Aman went out to collect bottles after dropping Xiaoshu off at school this morning.”
"Collecting bottles?!"
Ning You's voice rose several octaves for a moment.
She hadn't expected that after only a few days away, Ning Wan's life would be so difficult when they met again.
She paused for a few seconds, her expression grave: "To be honest, it's my fault. I was too impulsive when I called the police..."
A bare house, a woman who has lost her job.
And the only man who can support his family by collecting bottles...
...
Ning Wan looked distressed and was on the verge of tears.
Ning Wan could guess that she had imagined a bunch of strange and wonderful ideas.
Although this guess is somewhat far-fetched, it's pretty close to the truth.
She is truly, truly, truly poor right now.
I don't want my situation to make Ningyou, who is pregnant, think too much.
Ning Wan patted her shoulder, about to say something to comfort her.
The next second, Ning You excitedly took Ning Wan's hand and said, "How about I take over a shop for you? That way you can continue selling boxed lunches!"
"No, I think you..."
"I don't care what you think, I care what I think."
Ning Wan: "..."
Ning You ignored her and took out her phone to make a call: "Hey, Lu Chen. I want to buy a store."
An hour later, Ning You leisurely reclined on the sofa, eating ice cream like a noble concubine.
Ning Wan stood at the door, holding a house gift contract in her hand. She appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly she was roaring like a dragon.
Ning Wan was always poor after transmigrating into the book.
She was so poor that she had almost forgotten about this extravagant and domineering CEO novel.
To be honest, this was the first time Ning Wan had so directly experienced the extravagance of money and the corruption of capital.
Indeed, capitalism is the most lovable thing ever!
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