"Nian Nian, mom fainted, please send money back quickly."
Qiao Nian stared at the eighty-six yuan balance in her card and replied with three words: "In a meeting."
In his previous life, he worked overtime until he died. In this life, he is transformed into a cannon fodder that ends in a sinking pond.
The whole family still regarded her as a cash machine, and no one knew that she had been replaced. Blood-sucking phone call, hang up. It's a shame that I won't go to the wine shop. She set up a stall to make money, and took every step to get her to sink into the pond.
There was only one thing that went beyond the script: the rough guy at the car repair stall looked at her more and more strangely every day. She wanted to live and he wanted to marry her.
