Yu Nian'en lowered his head without answering and entered the room. He Yurao's very dissatisfied voice came from behind: "Nian'en, I don't like you being with him, at least not now."
"Mom, don't think about it. If I did that, there would be no ending with Zi Qian. How could I betray myself and then go back to find him?"
"Ha! That's good. Don't look for him. If you have money, what kind of man can't be found? Why should you look for him? How capable can a person from a small place like that be to gain a foothold here?"
"Our family isn't that good either. Don't keep saying things like this. It's boring!" Yu Nianen said, choosing a light blue skirt from the cabinet and putting it on.
He Yurao was not angry after hearing this. He got up and walked to the door of his daughter's room. He looked at his graceful daughter in front of the full-length mirror and smiled with satisfaction: "Nian'en, don't you remember the days we lived in the past?"
In the past, they lived in a big villa and had servants and drivers at home.
The wardrobe is filled with designer clothes, and the safe is always filled with expensive jewelry.
He Yurao subconsciously looked at his hands, looking at the marks that had been roughened by housework and work, and said unwillingly: "Nian En, I want to go back to the past, don't you?"
"In a few days, my beloved will be back after finishing her exams. I will find a way to pay for her tuition for the next semester." Yu Nianen did not answer her mother's words. No one would get tired of having money.
But the past is past. She doesn't want to go back to the past. She just wants to live every day well and realize her and Ding Ziqian's dreams step by step.
Every time she thinks of the dream they shared, her heart will be filled to the brim without any gaps.
"You think of a way? The worst thing is to work and study, go to a few performances, dance as a backup, etc. How much money can you make? Will it also end up in debt for our family?"
Yu Nianen's heart suddenly became heavy. The debts were so heavy that not only her mother couldn't breathe. Even she herself felt that these debts were like the hand that was holding her fate. She tried every means to struggle.
, but it always seems difficult to breathe.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Mom, Shuyi must be here." Yu Nianen walked over to her mother and opened the door.
"Nian'en, hurry up, we are all waiting for you." Qin Shuyi did not come in, but leaned forward to say hello to He Yurao who came over, "Hello, aunt!"