I was living on the street to study for my sister and to treat my father's illness. A man patted my shoulder and called a woman's name in surprise. Just for a moment, he regained his indifference and said: Sorry, I recognized the wrong person.
But he still took me to the Ye family's old house. I rejected his more good intentions and chose to be a slave here. Three years later, I suddenly discovered that the people around me actually had designs on me...