Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

After school, Yinglong waited anxiously at the school gate for a long time.

They didn't see that familiar figure.

"Tian Xinhui, didn't we agree that you would wait for me after school?" Ying Long slammed his fist against the wall. "Why did you leave me first!"

He picked up his phone and tried to send a message to Tian Xinhui.

All I got was a red exclamation mark.

They went to the class group chat and found that Tian Xinhui had already left all group chats and no longer played with them.

Ying Long lay on the big bed, thinking all night but still couldn't figure out why Tian Xinhui had turned into such a disgusting person.

Isn't Tian Xinhui's mother seriously ill and in dire need of money?

Ying Long suddenly remembered that he had a pseudonym.

His alternate account was used to chat with other beautiful female classmates. He also secretly added Tian Xinhui and spied on her private social media profile.

School bully: Xinhui, I know you have some reservations, and I was wrong about this, but you're just too charming, and you're wearing too little clothing...

School bully: I know you're a tough guy, but your aunt is sick and needs money.

School bully: I have a job here that can help you make money quickly, and it doesn't require much time. You can just go there for a while on the weekend.

The other person's avatar was lit up, but there was still no reply. Ying Long was unwilling to give up and continued.

School bully: If it weren't for the fact that you're my girlfriend, I wouldn't have told you about this great job.

The other end finally moved, displaying "typing in progress...".

Ying Long's face lit up with joy. Sure enough, Tian Xinhui's sick mother was her weakness. As long as he could exploit this weakness, he could make Tian Xinhui obediently listen to him.

Of course, just talking about work without mentioning salary and time is pointless. Ying Long continued to patiently guide her.

School bully: That shop is owned by my relative, I know it very well. You can go there and do odd jobs. If there are many customers, 600-800 a day is not a problem.

Tian: Really?

Look!

Sure enough, I took the bait.

Ying Long was overjoyed; at least he had finally responded.

School bully: Of course, I only found you such a good job because I knew your mother was sick. My relative absolutely disagreed, but still gave it to me out of consideration for me.

Ning Jun, watching from outside the screen, was amused.

She knew perfectly well what the good job Ying Long was talking about was, and it was the beginning of ruining the original owner's life.

—Work as a hostess in a nightclub in the gray area.

Putting aside whether this job is a good job or not, I've created a good relative for myself out of thin air. Besides, I finally managed to persuade her, and now I'm leaving Tian Xinhui indebted to me.

In reality, Ying Long owed a debt to the nightclub boss, and he didn't want his family to know, so he asked Tian Xinhui to work there.

There's also the so-called internship period, where they don't even pay wages for the first month.

They forced Tian Xinhui to sign an outrageous contract with no legal effect, threatening her with hundreds of thousands of yuan in debt if she suddenly left or failed to meet performance targets.

Tian Xinhui didn't have much social experience, so she just kept doing it without really understanding what was going on. Plus, she was very sensitive, so she didn't tell anyone else.

When confronted, Ying Long simply replied: "Why don't you just do it? With your skills, earning a thousand or so yuan a day is no problem. Everyone else envies you for having such a high-paying job!"

Ning Jun: Hey! What a menace!

Tian: You used my card for breakfast, took my water bottle to get water and didn't return it. You're so poor, why don't you go back to work?

Ying Long's face flushed red. Could he be the same? He certainly didn't want to be a hostess.

Besides, everything he did was a test of Tian Xinhui's sincerity. How can lovers be so calculating?

School bully: You need this money more than I do. Although I'm poor and can't afford food, I'll still give you this good job.

Tian: I don't believe you. Your phone model is the newly released Apple phone.

Yinglong, who was lying on the soft Simmons mattress at her uncle's house, suddenly panicked and almost dropped her 2TB Apple 20 Promax laptop.

School bully: Actually... the phone I use was handed over by my uncle.

School bully: Don't be fooled by my glamorous appearance. My uncle treats me terribly. He often beats and verbally abuses me. Whenever my grades are bad, he hits my hand with a stick.

Fearing Tian Xinhui wouldn't believe him, Ying Long sent several pictures. In the pictures, Ying Long had terrifying purple bruises on his face, thighs, and arms.

School bully: I'm actually an orphan. My uncle gives me very little money. You guys get 500-600 yuan a month for living expenses. But I... I only have 50 yuan...! In this era of rising prices, what can I eat!

School bully: I only drink water and buy steamed buns every day. I had no other choice but to borrow your water card and meal card.

After saying that, he also sent two pictures. One was of himself eating a steamed bun with gusto. The other was a chat log between him and his uncle.

"Xiaolong, here's 50 yuan for you today. You need to eat well, okay?"

"Uncle, can I have a little more...? It's really not enough."

"You want more?! Do you know that back in our day, we only had 5 yuan a month!"

"I've already given you a lot!"

"But Uncle..."

"Nothing to worry about."

School bully: Look, this is how my uncle treats me. I only get 50 yuan a month for living expenses. Do you believe me now?

But Ning Jun was quite clear about it.

Is Yinglong entitled to 50 yuan a month for living expenses?

No, that's a person's daily living expenses!

He eats at home, and his food expenses are practically zero.

That means he gets 1500 yuan of pocket money a month. However, Ying Long spends all of that money on games, and only eats steamed buns for breakfast when he has nothing left.

Tian: You're absolutely certain that everything you said is true? You're not lying to me?

School bully: Everything is true! I stand by what I said. Although I was staying at my uncle's house, I am not his child, and he has never treated me like a human being! The house my uncle lives in is actually my dad's house!

School bully: He took over the house my dad gave me and he wants to kick me out!

School bully: Xinhui, I remember your scumbag relatives were like that too. We're the same kind of people!

Tian: Are you sure what you're saying is true? I won't believe you unless you can show me your ID card via video.

Ying Long frowned. He had said so much, why hadn't Tian Xinhui agreed yet?

Tian: There are so many fake photos online, to be honest, I'm a little hesitant to believe you.

Holding your ID card to prove your identity...?

Isn't this a bit bad?

at this time.

Yinglong's phone shook three times.

Li, a guy from the nightclub, messaged him, "Hey kid, when are you going to pay back the 50,000? If you don't pay it back soon, I'll be asking your parents for it tomorrow."

"No, no, no, Brother Li, I'll bring my girlfriend to work for you right away. She's incredibly capable and I guarantee she can pay off the debt."

"Hmph, you'd better hurry! Time waits for no one. Three days, I'll wait for you at most! After three days, either bring your girlfriend or bring your money! Do you hear me!"

"I understand, Brother Li, I understand." Ying Long wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He gambled a little, but unexpectedly lost all his savings and ended up owing more than 50,000 yuan.

Sigh... He longs to be reborn back to the day he wanted to gamble, to know when to quit while he's ahead, and to turn over a new leaf.

He couldn't come up with the money. But he did have a girlfriend.

He was actually reluctant to have his ID card taken for a video. But suddenly, he thought of something brilliant—a certificate of poverty!

The prize pool is still growing!