"Don't joke around. I just think she's pitiful, but everyone who's pitiful must have something to hate about them. If she wasn't always trying to get something for nothing, living off a man, she wouldn't be in such a sorry state."
Sun Quanbin sighed deeply. In this society, whether rich or poor, only those who earn their own living are worthy of respect. Only by earning your own living can you avoid being worried and enjoy your meals and sleep soundly.
After sending Sun Quanbin home, Jiang Xiaobai returned to the hotel. As soon as he arrived, Xiaoqian called.
"When will you come back from the provincial city?"
Jiang Xiaobai replied, "Things here haven't been settled yet, I need to stay a while longer."
"Do you have a specific date to come back?" Xiaoqian asked.
Jiang Xiaobai said, "It's not certain for now. What's up? Is there something at the company?"
She sensed a hint of low spirits in Xiaoqian's voice, unsure of what might have happened.
