686: Gong Sheng Wanted to Pay Her!

Gong Sheng Wanted to Pay Her!

Just because Yun Qiao's face was a little delicate, she was a little young, and she looked a little poor. When she worked, the male superiors would look at her with obscene thoughts.0

Clearly, ordinary-looking and experienced female colleagues could work normally, but she was afraid that her superior would suddenly reach out and touch her buttocks.

There were even people who publicly joked with her during office hours, touched her clothes in public and blocked her in the washroom.

On what basis?

On what basis should a young, beautiful, and poor girl suffer such discrimination and encounter such scum?

Could it be that everyone thought that she was naturally easy to bully and she should sell herself?

Yun Qiao clenched her small palm tightly. She didn't want to argue with the landlady.

Who asked her to owe someone rent? In the end, she was useless. She was in the wrong. She owed that person.

Why compete with others?

"Okay, I'll move out. But you have to let me in to pack my things, right?"

"I have thrown out that worthless trash of yours long ago! If you want to look for it, go and rummage through the rubbish bin yourself!"

"You!"

A second ago, Yun Qiao still felt that she owed the landlord too much and held back from starting a conflict.

At this moment, she nearly overthrew this thought. She couldn't wait to fight this fat woman.

But she was more nervous about something else.

"Where's my photo?!"

"What photo? Hehe, the photo of that wild man hidden under your pillow? He's quite good-looking. Is he a pretty boy?"

"He's not like what you said!" Yun Qiao's eyes reddened. "Please show some respect to the deceased!"

Her gentle face immediately turned stern.

The landlady frowned. "Get lost quickly. Take your photo and get lost!"

Yun Qiao searched for a long time by the rubbish truck at the street entrance.

Finally, she found that small pouch.

The pouch was stained with rotten vegetable leaves. Fortunately, the photo was still inside. The boy's bright smile seemed to come from another world and lit up Yun Qiao's face.

She smiled lightly.

As she smiled, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't have the freedom to grasp fate firmly at all. Instead, she was strangled by the cruel fate.

She was about to die.

"It's really difficult to live. Why don't I go to heaven to find you…" She muttered to herself.

Behind her, a stern male voice traveled over. "You're Yun Qiao?"

Yun Qiao, who was immersed in grief, was stunned for a moment.

She quickly wiped her tears and turned around.

She never liked to show her tears in front of people.

Just like when she bumped into Gu Qiqi and Xiao Ning at the cafe just now, she didn't want her friends to see her down and out either.

If there was any pain, she would swallow it herself with tears!

Yun Qiao turned around. Under the dim light of the street lamp, she realized that the person who called her was a man dressed as a secretary. He was dressed in a suit and had a serious expression.

"It's me. May I help you?"

"Miss Yun should be a smart person. I hope that you can completely forget the matter that happened between you and my boss at the Empire State Building tonight. If you can forget it as soon as possible, this check will be yours."

There was a big check with many zeroes on it.

"I don't know your boss!" Yun Qiao frowned. But in the very next second, she suddenly reacted.

The boss that this person was talking about might be the b*stard man who pulled her into the presidential suite in the hotel this afternoon and raped her!

She had only sent coffee to the wrong room. She was in the wrong, but that man shouldn't have dragged her to the bed like crazy the moment he opened the door…

So… did this man think that she was out to sell herself and wanted to pay her?

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