Su Li was overwheld by the suppressive, ghost-like cry, and took the initiative to turn on the bedside lamp.
The gentle bedside lamp was suddenly turned on, and it was still sowhat dazzling.
Su Li rubbed her sore eyes and took the initiative to ask, "Yan Sida, if you keep crying like this, I won’t be able to sleep tonight either."
Yan Sida’s whole body was tense, her back straight as a line, facing away from Su Li, resolutely not letting Su Li see her tear-stained, disheveled face.
Hearing Su Li’s nonchalant words in the night, her heart gradually turned cold and she sneered.
See that?
This is how rich people are.
Even though they’ve been roommates for so long, now as she’s crying like this, all Su Li cares about is whether she can rest tonight!
But did she ever care about her?
Yan Sida believed she had sincerely treated Su Li, never once wronged her. She worried Su Li would be deceived by the rich, afraid she wasn’t focused on her career, and even though she was poor, she still wanted to treat Su Li to als.
What did Su Li give her in return? Betrayal!
A strong feeling of betrayal surged into her heart, making her feel sick to her stomach.
With her back to Su Li, Yan Sida sneered, "It’s none of your business."
Su Li’s mouth twitched slightly, rather helplessly, "Yan Sida, but what’s the use of continuing to cry like this? Crying won’t solve any problems!"
Yan Sida didn’t bother to respond to Su Li, suppressing the urge to choke up, flipping through the social applications on her phone.
Upon learning about her biological mother’s severe illness from her brother, her first impulse was to reach out to relatives and friends.
Yan Sida sneered at the WeChat contacts, as once they heard she needed money to treat her mother, almost no one responded.
Even those who did respond claid their families were poor and couldn’t spare any money, asking her to think of sothing herself.
Eighty thousand yuan is a massive figure for an ordinary family, not to ntion a poor farm family like Yan Sida’s...
Holding her phone, Yan Sida cried until she was exhausted and fell asleep on the table.
Su Li, in a sleepy haze, had a thought pop up in her mind—move out of the dorm! This isn’t a place for people to stay!
...
The next day, Su Li noticeably sensed that Yan Sida was even more anxious than before, frequently taking her phone to call for help, yet few relatives could lend any money.
Seeing Su Li using face wash at the sink, Yan Sida keenly noticed the logo on the bottle, the gilded logo stinging her nerves, and she sneered, "Rich people really are different, even their face wash costs one or two thousand, are you washing gold?"
Previously, she had seen Su Li use this facial cleanser but always thought it was bought with money from that Mr. Feng.
Turns out, Su Li really is a wealthy and beautiful woman! Yan Sida couldn’t help but bitterly remark.
Su Li slightly frowned, cleaned the foam off her face, turned her head, and coldly looked at Yan Sida, "How I use my things is none of your business. Yan Sida, if you have the ti to spare, why not ask a few more relatives?"
Yan Sida paused, instantly clenching her hands into fists.
"Are you mocking that all I have are poor relatives who can’t help?"
Su Li wiped her face with a dry towel, calmly said, "You see things the way you are."
Yan Sida was infuriated, "Su Li, you—"
Because Yan Sida suddenly changed her mind about staying in the dorm, she directly made plans with Lu Xiaomian and the others to hang out.
Yan Sida clenched her fists tightly, murmuring to herself, "I refuse to believe I can’t co up with the eighty thousand to save my mother!"
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