Bankrupt Socialite

About This Novel

One second he was laughing, but the next second he could only be sad. It seemed that for many people, this was always a heavy blow, and Zhong Huaichu was no exception. However, the distance of twenty meters felt like a long way. One step, two steps, three steps, it was not that far away. The day in late summer was still very hot, and the sun was a little too hot. It made her fair cheeks slightly red, and beads of sweat fell drop by drop, and some similar but different liquids were mixed in during the process. Zhong Huaichu, who had lived proudly for more than twenty years, felt the coldness and unbearability of the world for the first time. The figure crossing the car window was thin and desolate. Zhong Huaichu straightened his body slightly, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, and walked forward with his head held high. At any time, you must straighten your back, only see what you want to see, and listen to what you want to hear, no matter what others say or do...

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