Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work Chapter 339: You Really Are Ugly This Way

"Junxi, Junxi—" Now belonging to Room 305, Rong Junxi, originally from Room 308, was walking down the corridor when she heard the greetings from her forr roommate and went in with a smile.

"Junxi, are you doing well over there?" her forr roommate cautiously asked.

Rong Junxi nodded, "Very well, everyone is very friendly and enthusiastic, they’re good comrades."

Rong Junxi’s personality was sowhat understood by her forr roommates after half a month’s interaction; she was an innocent, lively little girl, soone people generally liked, and who wouldn’t lie.

Thinking of the drastic change in Zhang ngdi’s expression and voice just now, the people in Room 308 felt a bit uneasy.

"Did they ntion what happened with Zhang ngdi, why did they change her room?"

Rong Junxi shook her head, "I don’t know, Sister Cuizhu and the others haven’t said anything."

"Didn’t ntion any gossip about Zhang ngdi?"

"Nope," Rong Junxi shook her head, with innocence in her eyes.

"Were we deceived?" A roommate from Room 308 questioned.

As they returned to their own room, people from Room 305 were also discussing.

"Boss, what’s the relationship between that girl and Zhang ngdi? Her na sounds like she’s a sister, but why does Zhang ngdi react as if she saw...?" Gong Jue’e didn’t finish, but everyone understood.

"That girl’s no longer a girl; like , she’s been married and has a daughter," Yu Cuiyu replied, "But I didn’t expect her daughter’s health isn’t good, just ntioned she’s in the hospital, don’t know how serious it is."

Yi Roujing knew so things about Zhang ngdi’s hotown situation, but it was the first ti she’d heard the na Zhang ngtian; she didn’t understand.

Being pulled by Zhang ngdi to a deserted corner, Zhang ngtian remained expressionless throughout.

"What are you doing, trying to kill ?" Zhang ngdi looked at Zhang ngtian and pressed his voice sharply.

"Mili is sick and needs money," Zhang ngtian forced a smile, "If it wasn’t for this reason, I wouldn’t have co back to Jing City."

"If she’s sick, can’t she be treated at ho? Must she co to Jing City?" Zhang ngdi’s face twisted, her expression terrifying.

"Zhang ngtian, you’re so ugly like this." The woman who should be called Zhang ngtian looked at Zhang ngdi calling her Zhang ngtian, it would be confusing even for Yi Roujing and the others if they were present.

The twisted expression suddenly froze, and she looked around in fear. Seeing no one, she sighed in relief, "I said, don’t call that. You volunteered back then..."

"Volunteered?" The girl laughed, deep mockery on her face, "You trapped , registered in your household, made choose between being bullied by your brother when I grew up or switching identities with you."

"But you didn’t suffer much, and because we saved you, you didn’t have to be trafficked, sold off as a child bride to so stranger. Don’t forget the past eight years in our ho; we fed you, clothed you, or you wouldn’t be where you are now."

"Haven’t I repaid being an ox and a horse for these eight years, working for work points?" The girl smiled bitterly, "How can people be so wicked? Obviously, you ruined my life, but now you act like a benefactor in front of , with a pseudo-compassionate look, truly disgusting."

"You..."

"No need to say more, just give the money," the girl interrupted with a raised hand, "I won’t say anything recklessly, but for Mili’s dical expenses, you must give it to . I know you have subsidies; taking it a thousand steps back, Mili is your daughter."

"I..." Zhang ngdi took a deep breath, rummaging through her pocket, and finally found so change, counting, "I only have three dollars."

"Next month, when the money cos, I want half, until Mili recovers," the girl said seriously, "This way, you remain Zhang ngdi, and I remain Zhang ngtian."

"Got it," Zhang ngdi gritted her teeth and agreed.

"If you have ti, you can go to Jing City Central Hospital to see Mili," Zhang ngtian suggested.

"No need," Zhang ngdi said and turned to leave.

Zhang ngtian curled her lips in a cold smile, took a deep breath to regain her composure, and headed to Jing City Central Hospital. But first, she bought so fine rice, so when she arrived at the hospital room, the obedient Mili sitting on the bed sweetly called out on seeing Zhang ngtian return, "Mom—"

"Mom will make you rice porridge," Zhang ngtian, to save money, cooked her als.

"Mom, eating cornal mush is fine, we don’t have money," Mili was very obedient, and Zhang ngtian sighed inwardly, grateful that the child wasn’t like that cold-blooded heartless person, leaning entirely on this child for support or else she would have wanted to die two years ago.

The na Zhang ngdi was given by the Zhang Family; however, she wasn’t trafficked but sold by her family, she rembered, as she was thirteen years old then. But the Zhang Family’s first response was that she was trafficked, and she didn’t explain. Being thought of as such might have been more comforting to her heart.

Fortunately, the textbooks that Zhang ngtian studied were always shown to her, and after knowing she could read and write, the Zhang Family ca up with the idea of switching nas. Zhang ngtian didn’t like studying, only occasionally went to school, and after junior high, even less so, bringing ho howork for Zhang ngdi to do.

At fifteen, Zhang ngdi and Zhang ngtian’s nas were swapped. The two did look sowhat alike, and after being called long enough, people thought maybe that was always their na, since in the village, everyone was called by nicknas or simply ’girl’.

Because of herself, Zhang ngdi got a high school diploma, allowing her to discuss marriage with the neighboring village’s production brigade’s youngest son. They thought it ended, but then the college entrance exam was reinstated.

At that ti, Zhang ngtian did waver, but with Mili by her side, she couldn’t bear to leave the child behind, even though she wasn’t hers.

In the child, Zhang ngtian seed to see her forr self, neglected by the family, abandoned.

Zhang ngdi abandoned her husband and child for a second marriage with a worker, later that man married soone else, leaving Mili as an orphan, finally sent back to the Zhang Family. After all, Zhang ngdi was in the wrong back then, caught in infidelity before divorce, forcing the Zhang Family to swallow the injustice, so Mili was essentially raised by Zhang ngtian.

With not a cent on her, Zhang ngdi returned to the dormitory but turned to go to Room 305 before knocking.

Yu Cuiyu opened the door and saw Zhang ngdi, even peered outside, not seeing the other girl.

"My sister went to the hospital to care for the child," Zhang ngdi said, with guilt on her face, "Boss, I’m really out of options, could you lend so money? My niece is about the sa age as Baozi now, in the hospital. I just gave her all my money."

"Previously, I was reluctant to spend money on tickets, save to buy good food, all because soone at ho needed to send money back. I didn’t dare spend a penny more," Zhang ngdi’s tears had already fallen.