He might be able to withstand the pressure and marry a woman who already has a child. Of course, he can also pay a little for Enen's illness.
However, 300,000 yuan is just the cost of surgery. The total treatment cost is 500,000 yuan. For him who comes from an ordinary family, it is really a bit too difficult!
Li Xiaoran was silent, and he slightly loosened his hand on Mu Qingyu's shoulder. As soon as the pressure was released, Mu Qingyu fell backwards, as if he was relying on a rockery to stand up.
"Do you know now? Because of the last rescue, the doctor said that the operation must be done as soon as possible. If I didn't beg him, maybe Enen wouldn't survive this year! Tell me, what should I do, what should I do?
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Li Xiaoran looked at her body, slowly sliding down, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly filled his heart.
What is powerlessness? This is called powerlessness! He even could only watch helplessly as the woman he liked had to sell herself for that man because of En En's illness!
However, he couldn't help at all, there was really nothing he could do!
He even didn't know whether he should leave angrily or continue to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Whenever he thinks of Mu Qingyu committing herself to that man in order to get money from him, maybe not just tonight, maybe more than once, his heart goes...
Poverty makes people lose their dignity and pride.
In the face of absolute wealth and absolute power, so-called self-esteem and so-called pride are not worth mentioning at all!
He even lost his anger and the possibility of reprimanding! Because he also knew that Mu Qingyu's behavior was also the helplessness of helplessness and the pain of pain!
The street lamp reflected a dim light in the distance. He stood on the ground and looked at Mu Qingyu who was huddled up. She was so lonely and helpless in the night, but he was also affected by all kinds of negative emotions.
It overflowed into his heart. Covered by grief, anger, pain, and helplessness, it swirled around in his heart.
After a long time, he saw Mu Qingyu, who was squatting on the ground and huddled in a ball, slowly stood up.
She didn't cry, and she didn't even experience the expected pain and discomfort. As early as she chose to stay with Leng Yunlin and planned to earn that million, she had already thought about all the problems she might face.
Being ridiculed, left behind, and ruthlessly suppressed...
What she did was originally a transaction of money and body. She never regarded herself as a saint on the altar who could accept everyone's worship.
Dignity is a dispensable thing for her. As long as she can save Enen, she is willing to do anything!
"Now you know what kind of woman I am?" Her voice was cold and her pupils were deep and quiet. "I am very grateful to you for taking care of me and Enen during this period of time. However, I am not the kind of woman you imagined.
A pure and innocent woman. I am not worthy of you and I have let down your feelings. I am sorry."
Although she really didn't have that kind of feelings for Li Xiaoran, she would always remember his kindness to her.
Maybe, if you open it up, it would be better? He deserves a better partner...
"I'm sorry." She nodded to him and turned to leave. She knew that no man could tolerate the woman he liked doing such a thing, even if she was really miserable.