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The first second I stepped into the threshold, I heard sobs.

Zhao Yingyue immediately raised the alarm.

"Miss, you are finally back..."

As soon as the housekeeper saw Zhao Yingyue, he immediately came over excitedly.

But before he could finish speaking, Zhao Yingyue frowned and asked, "Uncle Xu, who is crying in there?"

The housekeeper hesitated and finally answered bravely: "It's Miss Meng."

Meng Yitang?

The heroine in the novel who treats her brother as a scapegoat?

With a 'thump', Zhao Yingyue rolled up her sleeves and rushed in aggressively.

in the living room.

A woman wearing a long white dress was sitting on the sofa, crying so hard that I felt pity for her.

Her long, beautiful black hair naturally spreads out behind her, and her slender waist is tightly grasped. The exposed little face is delicate and stubborn, but covered with tears.

"Sui Ye, I really don't know what to do... Mom needs money for her surgery. I finally managed to get enough money, but I lost it all that day and lost my job..."

At the end of the sentence, the words were completely covered by sad sobs.

Zhao Suiye's eyes were filled with distress.

He reached out and wanted to pat her back, but then he remembered that he had no identity, so he took it back.

He handed her a clean piece of paper and comforted her: "Tangtang, don't cry. I will help you pay for your aunt's medical expenses."

"No," Meng Yitang raised his moist eyes and shook his head, "My mother has taught me since I was a child that you can't take other people's money for nothing. Sui Ye, I accept your wishes."

That phrase "someone else" stung Zhao Suiye's heart for a moment.

As stuffy as cotton soaked in water.

The smile on his lips became a bit forced.

"Tangtang, aunt has been in our Zhao family for decades. You and I grew up together."

"Just think of it as something I lent to you? It's important to treat your aunt first—"

"Brother!"

The sudden intrusion of a voice brought Zhao Suiye's words to an abrupt end.

He and Meng Yitang subconsciously looked towards the entrance.

A girl with rainbow hair strode forward in a hurry.

Zhao Yingyue stopped two meters away from them.

Look at Meng Yitang who was so stunned that he forgot to cry, and then look at Zhao Suiye whose temples were beating like machine guns.

Suddenly he changed his mind.

His eyes rolled around, then he gave a flattering smile.

"Brother, you can also lend me some money!"

After Zhao Yingyue returned to Zhao's house, she neither went to school nor went to work.

The question is, I have already graduated with a Ph.D.

As for going to work?

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