Chapter 85: Stubbornness and Strength to the Bone

y from Jian Tong's hand. 。Here's the translation: Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。Su Meng watched Jian Tong drink like a thirsty ox, the coldness in her eyes deepeni...Ding!

The elevator returned to the starting point, the doors opened, Jian Tong ignored Jian Mo Bai, and stepped out. She was pulled back by her arm: "No, Xiao Tong, you can't go down now, you, you, you find a place to hide first."

"Jian Dashao, please let go, I have things to do."

“No, little one, if you go out now they’ll see you. Xiaowu and his group made plans to meet here today.” Jian Mo Bai pulled Jian Tong into the elevator: “Little one, you wouldn’t want to be seen like this by your old friends, would you”

Jian Tong's breath caught in her throat, her eyes filled with panic... Jian Mo Bai's words still echoed in her ears, this was also part of her inner demon - she dared not face her former playmates in this current state of utter poverty and humiliation.

She was faster than Jian Mo Bai, and she frantically reached out to press the elevator close door button.

“Hey, Jian Shao, looks like you’ve found your soulmate! Having a good time in the elevator, huh” A teasing voice echoed, causing the elevator door, which was about to close, to be gently held open by a hand from outside.

Jian Mo Bai immediately pressed Jian Tong's head into his arms: "He Wu, stop it." Jian Mo Bai used one hand to separate He Wu's hand that was reaching for Jian Tong: "Girls are shy, He Wu. The upstairs private rooms are all ready, you guys go up first."

As he spoke, he pressed Jian Tong's face into his arms and walked out with Jian Tong in his arms.

"Jian Dashao, what are you doing Come up with us."

"I have a little personal matter to attend to. You guys go ahead, I'll be right there. I'm paying for everything today, so have fun!"

Behind the elevator, there was a series of whistles. "Listen, Young Master Jian said he has private business to attend to, with whom The little sister he's holding in his arms! Young Master Jian is getting more sophisticated."

Jian Tong could still hear the elevator door close and the sound of everyone laughing heartily.

Jian Mo Bai brought the person to a corner, "Xiao Tong, you don't have to work today."

Jian Tong's heart ached. She couldn't face those old friends herself, but when the man she had called "brother" for over twenty years said this, Jian Tong unconsciously dug her fingernails into her thigh to restrain the urge to scream at him.

Jian Tong, you are a reformed criminal. You have no family. Three years ago, everyone in the Jian family abandoned you. Jian Tong, don't be sad. The tears that should have been shed, the heart that should have ached, all of it has dried up and healed over these past three years... She kept telling herself this in her mind, repeating it ten or twenty times, until finally...

Slowly lifting her head, Jian Tong raised her hand to brush aside Jian Mo Bai's hand that was clutching her arm. "We aren't going to work today, what about tomorrow The day after tomorrow Dong Huang is open all day, they will come here to spend money, who knows which day we might run into them."

She stared at Jian Mo Bai, wanting to hear with her own ears how this man, who she had called brother for over twenty years, would answer and choose.

"Child, don't stay here any longer, find a different job."

"Looking for a new job Do you want to help me with introductions, Jian" Jian Tong asked with a strange smile. She was waiting to see how Jian Mo would extinguish the last flicker of hope in her heart.

She was also waiting, for what unexpected decision Jian Mo Bai would make... If, it really was like that, Jian Tong said to herself: If Jian Mo Bai made that unexpected decision this time, then from now on, no matter how disappointed or resentful she had been towards the Jian family in prison, she would let go of this resentment.

Jan Mo Bai fell silent, after a long while: "Xiao Tong, I'm sorry... Shen Xiu Jin, that person is too ruthless, the Jian family... dare not gamble."

Jian Tong's eyes dimmed. In the end, she still didn't wait for Jian Mo Bai to make the unexpected decision she had anticipated.

"I'm sorry, Jian Dash Shao, I can't change jobs."

Jian Tong politely declined.

Jian Mo Bai became annoyed: "Xiao Tong, this is childish. Why can't you change jobs and have to do this kind of work here"

"Jian Dashao, let me remind you, I'm just a reformed criminal, someone who's done time. Jian Dashao, where do you think I could find any legitimate work"

"Jian Tong, there are more than just you who have been in jail. Why can those people work hard and support themselves, but you insist on staying here, entertaining others Little Tong, you've fallen."

Jian Tong's shoulders trembled, she clenched the flesh on the outer side of her thigh tightly, barely able to stop herself from slapping Jian Mo Bai across the face!

She suddenly looked up at Jian Mo Bai. This man was her brother, the one she had called brother for over twenty years. All those beautiful memories, her brother's tenderness, his protection, his concession... It turned out that in these three years, it wasn't just her who had changed, but also Jian Mo Bai.

Jian Mo Bai couldn't understand why his sister, who was once so lovely, had become this woman. Why had his little girl, who used to be confident and proud, turned into someone who just wanted to please men for money!

"Child, you've changed."

Jian Mo, with a disappointed look on his face, stared at Jian Tong in front of him: "Little Tong, you weren't like this before. If your parents saw you now, they would be very disappointed. I've said what I needed to say. From now on, how you live is up to you. Will you live like a maggot, rotting away at the bottom, or will you work hard and live under the bright sun The choice is yours."

As he spoke, Jian Mo turned his head in disappointment and walked towards the East Emperor's gate. He picked up his phone and dialed a number: "He Wu, I have something to do, so I won't be playing with everyone today. Have fun, put the bill under my name. That's it."

In a secluded corner of the lobby, Jian Tong stood alone, as still as a statue.

However, as you get closer, you can see her shoulders trembling. Her hands hanging by her side are clenched into fists. She keeps her head down, staring at her toes, as if there were treasure waiting to be picked up... She is desperately trying to suppress the urge to roar, but from time to time a strange whining sound escapes her throat.

Yes, yes! Jian Mo Bai, you're right. There are countless people who have been to prison. Some continue to be rotten to the core, while others work hard for the rest of their lives... You think I don't want that You think I want this You think I can just choose not to do what I don't want to do!

There are countless people like Jian Mo Bai who have been in prison and come out. But they have families, identities, and pasts!

What about me

Here I am!

I have something!

There was a man who had just been released from prison. When he came out, he only had a few dozen dollars, ragged clothes, and an ID card. That was all he had.

A home, family, the past, friends... even if things are bad, there should at least be a place to shelter from the wind and rain, right But her... she has nothing! She's like a blank sheet of paper marked "re-education worker." That's it. Nothing else.

In that secluded corner, as if shrouded in a veil of gloom, the woman trembled, her hand reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone. She glanced at it, took a deep breath, and lifted her head again. Slowly, she turned around, took a step, and walked towards the elevator.

She would never give up, even if she only had forty minutes left, she would fight until the very last moment... Jian Tong limped into the elevator.

Who can truly be heartless, who doesn't feel pain... But, she had more important things to do. Those living in hell don't feel no pain, they just lost the right to cry out.

Jian Mo Bai's words plunged another knife into Jian Tong's heart. But as the elevator doors reopened, she lifted her head and looked at the mirror inside. She raised a finger to her face and pulled out a smile. She sniffed, hid all her pain, and looked up, lifting her spirits and saying to herself: "There's still 500,000 yuan in debt."the icy glare that shot from behind the desk. The poor secretary's heart pounded in her chest, and she hurriedly tiptoed to avoid further attention.Probably, in this world, only women understand that...