In her past life, she sought him out when she was desperate after being abandoned by the Gu family.
He gave her a life of luxury in exchange for her emotional value.
She was older then than she is now.
Now she understands that dignity cannot fill an empty stomach.
With trembling hands, Yang Ruxuan picked up her phone and dialed the almost forgotten number.
She thought she had long forgotten it, but her muscle memory accurately recalled the number.
Wang Jianguo, behind a simple and unpretentious name, lies wealth sufficient to change her current situation.
Her finger hovered over the dial key, her mind in turmoil.
A part of her rationality told her not to do that; after all, wasn't the point of being reborn to avoid repeating past mistakes?
But another part of her rationality made her question herself.
So is her current life the right one?
They eat barely edible food, do jobs that have no dignity, and can't even afford a decent place to live!
The stomach pain returned, this time more intense.
Yang Ruxuan's body has already made the choice for her.
She pressed the dial button.
The phone was answered after five rings, and a male voice with an accent came from the other end: "Hello?"
"Mr. Wang... I got your number by chance. I don't know if you still remember me."
Her voice was dry.
"Of course I remember. I saw you at the golf course last time. What's up? Is something the matter?"
After a brief silence, the other person laughed.
His directness actually relieved her.
"I... have been encountering some difficulties recently."
"I wanted to ask if you could... help me."
Yang Ruxuan asked reservedly, carefully choosing her words.
The sound of a lighter being lit came from the other end of the phone: "How do you want to help?"
"I need a place to live, and... a simple job."
She phrased it subtly, but I believe he understood.
“Sure, I have an apartment in Junyue Mansion that’s currently vacant.”
"As for work... I happen to need a personal assistant. The job is simple: keep me company and handle some odd jobs. How about a monthly salary of 50,000?"
Mr. Wang chuckled softly.
Fifty thousand is ten times my current salary.
Yang Ruxuan closed her eyes, her last vestige of conscience struggling within her; she knew what this personal assistant meant.
"I... need to think about it."
She said weakly.
"Of course, there aren't many young girls like you."
"But don't think about it for too long, opportunities don't wait for anyone."
Mr. Wang's voice was very calm.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Ruxuan paced back and forth in the room.
She knew she was standing on the edge of a cliff, and once she took that step, there was no turning back.
She opened the window, hoping the fresh air would help her think.
But all that came in was the smell of cooking oil from next door.
With Mr. Wang, at least she could live in a clean apartment, eat delicious food, and regain all the dignity that life had taken away from her.
Staying here, all that awaits her is endless despair as she sinks deeper into despair.
No, she absolutely cannot live like this anymore.
"Mr. Wang, I accept your job offer."
Yang Ruxuan picked up her phone and started typing quickly.
The moment she clicked send, she felt a strange sense of peace.
She finally let go of herself, no longer needing to cling to that ridiculous vow of rebirth.
"You can move in tonight. Do you need me to send someone to pick you up?"
An hour later, Mr. Wang sent an address and door lock password.
"No need, I can manage on my own."
She replied.
Yang Ruxuan began packing her luggage.
They moved swiftly and without hesitation.
She threw the cheap clothes into the trash can without hesitation, leaving only a few decent items and the suitcase containing the valuables.
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