Because Yunqiao looks pretty, younger, and looks poor. When working, the male boss will look at her eyes a lot more obscene.

It is clear that a female colleague with ordinary appearance and deep experience can work normally, but she has to be worried and touched by her boss.

What's more, they openly play disgusting colored jokes on her during work hours, or tease her clothes in public and block her in the bathroom.

By what?

Why should young, beautiful and poor girls be discriminated against? Encounter this scum?

Do all people think that they are naturally bullied and should be sold?

Cloud Qiao clenched a small palm heart, do not want to argue with the landlord fat wife.

Who let her still owe the rent? In the final analysis, she is incompetent, she is wrong, she owes others.

Why argue with others?

"Well, I'll move. But do you have to let me in and clean up my things? "

"Just your worthless junk, I've already thrown it out! If you want to find it, go to the trash can yourself

"You --"

A second ago, Yunqiao still felt that he owed the landlady, and he should bear not to conflict with each other.

This moment, she almost overturned the idea, and would like to fight with this fat woman.

But she was more nervous about another thing.

"Where's my picture?"

"What picture? Hehe, the picture of the wild man under your pillow? It's pretty, isn't it a little white face? "

"He's not - you said that!" Yunqiao's eyes were red, "please respect the dead!"

Soft face, sharp at the moment.

The landlady frowned: "get out of here and get away with your dead photos!"

Yunqiao is beside the garbage truck at the corner of the street and rummages for a long time.

Finally, I found the little purse.

The bag was stained by rotten vegetable leaves, but fortunately, the picture inside was still there. The boy's bright smile seemed to come from another world, illuminating Yun Qiao's face.

She gave a faint smile.

Smiling and smiling, the corner of his eyes was filled with tears.

She did not firmly grasp the freedom of fate, but was strangled by the cruel fate.

I'm almost out of breath.

"It's really hard to live. Otherwise, I'll go to heaven to find you..." She mumbled to herself.

Behind him came a stern male voice: "are you Yunqiao?"

Cloud Qiao, who is immersed in grief, is stunned for a moment.

He quickly wiped his tears and turned around.

Her tears, never love to show in front of people.

Just like meeting Gu Qiqi and Xiao Ling in a cafe just now, she doesn't want to let her friends see her miserable side.

What's the pain? Swallow it with tears!

Cloud Qiao turns around, by the dim light of the street lamp, found that called her, is a secretary dressed, suit worker serious expression man.

"It's me. What can I do for you?"

"Miss Yun should be a smart person. I hope you can completely forget what happened to you and my boss in the Empire State Building tonight. If you can forget it as soon as possible, the check will be yours. "

A big check with a one on it and a lot of zeros.

"I don't know your boss!" Cloud Qiao frowns, but the next second, she suddenly reacts.

This person said the boss, may be this afternoon in the hotel presidential suite, her birth into the strong son of a bitch!

She was just delivering coffee to the wrong room. She was wrong, but the man couldn't open the door and dragged her to the bed crazily

So Now this man thinks she's selling and paying her?

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