Ding Ziqian thought of the separation that was about to begin, pulled her into his arms, and bent his head to kiss her.
Just when they were about to touch her delicate lips, the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and the two young men were startled.
"Nian En, don't come in yet." He Yurao looked at the two people hugging each other at the door and said coldly.
"Hello, aunt!" Ding Shiqian quickly let go of his hand and said politely.
He Yurao ignored him, stepped out of the door and bent down to help Yu Nianen drag him into the house.
Yu Nian'en was a little sad. She felt that her mother was always like this and never gave Ding Ziqian a good look. It was a bit too unkind.
"Go in! Call us tomorrow." Ding Ziqian whispered, gently pushed her into the room, then waved to her and left.
After closing the door, Yu Nianen changed into slippers, and He Yurao was busy in the kitchen.
"Mom, don't do this to him. We will be a family in the future." Yu Nianen changed out of her dirty skirt and went into the kitchen, picking up celery and trimming it as she spoke.
"Then what should we do to him? Nian En, how many times have I told you that Ding Ziqian can't help us. It's not that he is bad, but that he is too poor."
"You don't know how good he is at playing the piano, and he will definitely earn a lot of money in the future."
He Yurao stopped what he was doing, looked at Yu Nianen seriously and said: "What kind of life did we live before? What kind of life are we living now? It has been five years since your father's company closed down, and it has been five years since your father died. We rely on
What kind of life are you living? Nian En, haven’t you seen enough of your expression every time you go to your uncle’s house to borrow money?”
"Think about it, you still have two years of tuition fees, not to mention your sister, who will also take the college entrance examination next year, but your uncle is urging you to pay back the money, not to mention the debts owed outside, the interest is rolling in, a lot of
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Yu Nianen lowered his head and tore the celery into two pieces with one finger.
Every day five years ago, she didn't know what it meant to have no money to spend. But after her father's company collapsed, the family hid in Tibet and never lived a comfortable day.
Not long after, my father finally died of depression and owed a large sum of medical expenses. Every time my mother took those thick IOUs, she couldn't straighten her waist.
During this period, she even gave up her dance studies because the tuition fees were too expensive and her family could not afford them.
She knew her mother's character and didn't like to owe others anything, but with her ability, it was too difficult to pay back the money and provide for her two daughters to go to school.