Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

After dinner, Lin Ting cuddled with the radiator for three hours before she felt less cold.

She counted the money over and over again, her eyes crinkling into crescents with joy.

She took out paper and pen and began to summarize the day.

The reason she earned so much today is partly due to luck, partly due to market demand, and partly due to her sales methods. The remaining 97% is all because she's too good at it.

After praising himself for three minutes, Lin Ting was forced to return to reality.

Today is January 8th, and there is only one week left until the subscription certificates go on sale.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy..."

Lin Ting twirled her pen, muttering softly.

The next morning, Lin Ting put on twice as many clothes as the day before, bundled up like a ball, and went out to find her cashier.

"Dong dong dong... dong dong dong..."

Zheng Miaoying was probably exhausted; she didn't open the door even after I knocked for a while.

Lin Ting knocked harder and called out, "Yingzi, open the door."

About ten seconds later, Zheng Miaoying's voice came from inside the room.

"coming."

Half a minute later, Zheng Miaoying, wearing a thick cotton-padded coat, opened the door.

She had clearly just woken up and, feeling apologetic, let Lin Ting in, saying, "I'm sorry, I overslept. Please wait for me, it will only take ten minutes."

"It's alright, just wear more clothes."

Lin Ting felt the room was too cold. He glanced at the stove and saw that there were only a few scattered flames left. He asked, "Didn't you heat the kang (a heated brick bed) last night?"

"It burned, but then it went out."

Zheng Miaoying returned home from the hospital at nearly midnight last night. She was terribly cold and tossed and turned until almost 3 a.m. before finally falling asleep.

Zheng Miaoying quickly washed her face and, while getting dressed, said somewhat ashamedly, "Um... Lin Ting, I haven't paid back the money I owe the hospital yet... I want to earn more today so I can pay it back later..."

Her face was flushed; she was clearly embarrassed by having money but not paying it back.

But she had no choice. If she paid back all the money, she wouldn't have the capital to do business with Lin Ting today.

Lin Ting didn't think too much about it and just said, "Whatever you want. Oh right, I told my dad about your family's situation last night. He'll help arrange for Dr. Feng from the orthopedics department to see your aunt today, so you don't need to worry too much."

Zheng Miaoying paused, "Lin Ting, thank you..."

Lin Ting immediately stopped her, saying, "If you dare to shed tears, I won't help you."

Zheng Miaoying forced back her tears.

She was holding it in so hard that she couldn't help but burp.

She was panting slightly, feeling that she had no way to repay him, so she quickly got dressed and tidied herself up.

Zheng Miaoying wore all the clothes she could today.

Soon, the two balls rolled out of the door one after the other.

Lin Ting walked ahead with her head down, and was about to ask Zheng Miaoying what she wanted for breakfast when the sunlight in front of her was suddenly blocked by a shadow.

She looked up and saw the obstacle clearly, then cursed under her breath.

With a face that looked like someone owed him two hundred yuan, Chen Jun looked past Lin Ting and directly at Zheng Miaoying.

"I heard you went to set up a street stall yesterday?" Chen Jun said in a muffled voice.

Zheng Miaoying had already made up with him, and upon hearing this, she smiled brightly: "Yes, I made a profit yesterday..."

He didn't want to know anything about her joy. He interrupted her expressionlessly: "You, a college student, are going to engage in speculation and profiteering. Don't you have any shame?"

Zheng Miaoying's smile froze on her face instantly.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips trembled, and she felt a bellyful of grievances, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Lin Ting glanced at her watch, feeling extremely annoyed.

She didn't even dare to sleep in, getting up early to earn money, and this brat dared to waste her time?

Cutting off someone's source of income is tantamount to murder for their money.

Lin Ting had spent most of the day with Zheng Miaoying and had a general understanding of her temperament. He knew that in this situation, she would be unable to say anything except cry.

Lin Ting simply took the initiative: "Yeah, I'll give you my face since you don't have any."

Chen Jun was taken aback. He had just noticed Lin Ting and looked at her in surprise: "What are you doing here?"

“How fresh!” Lin Ting rolled her eyes. “I came here to buy groceries.”

Chen Jun probably couldn't tell right from wrong. Hearing this, he said with his perpetually wronged face, "Then go buy groceries. It's none of your business what I do with her."

Lin Ting: "..."

She even found herself unable to spit it out.

Caring for people with intellectual disabilities is everyone's responsibility.

Just as Lin Ting was speechless, Zheng Miaoying, whom she thought would never speak, suddenly said, "My mother is sick, and I have to earn money... If sacrificing my reputation can save my mother, then I'm willing to do it."

Lin Ting was completely taken aback by Zheng Miaoying's words.

She turned her head in shock and saw Zheng Miaoying clutching her pocket tightly, her shoulders trembling, and tears still clinging to her cheeks.

Zheng Miaoying bit her lower lip, her eyes red, and glanced at Lin Ting with a slight movement. She said in a very soft voice, "My mother is lying in the hospital. What use is my pride?"

Yesterday, Lin heard the saying, "You can lose face but earn even more," which really struck a chord with her.

She doesn't want anything else now, she just wants her mother to get better.

Chen Jun's eyebrows twitched twice, and his eyes were filled with incomprehension and confusion as he looked at Zheng Miaoying.

He never expected Zheng Miaoying to speak to him like that.

"W-what did you say?"

Within three days, Chen Jun said this sentence, which expressed his astonishment, twice to the two girls.

Lin Ting: "How pitiful, he's so young and he's already deaf."

Chen Jun selectively ignored Lin Ting's complaints and stared at Zheng Miaoying, saying slowly and deliberately, "If you need money, just tell me! Why don't you ask me for help? I can help you!"

Zheng Miaoying clutched her pocket and whispered, "I can manage on my own... or..." She glanced at Lin Ting.

Lin Ting sensed that Zheng Miaoying's courage had been completely exhausted. Using the excuse that it wasn't easy to find a cashier, she took over the baton of arguing with the brat: "Auntie's treatment costs a thousand yuan. How are you going to help her? With your parents' money?"

"Why not?" Chen Jun retorted, proudly displaying his jawline.

Lin Ting sneered: "Yes, yes, and then your parents will ask you where the money went, and eventually they'll come after Yingzi. Even if they don't force her to pay back the money, they'll still think she's a burden."

Lin Ting wasn't exaggerating at all; she simply summarized the future plot development in a concise sentence.

This thousand yuan is the source of the conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, the reason for Zheng Miaoying's unilateral and bottomless concessions, and the arrogant statement that "her mother would have died long ago without my family's help."

They all seem to have selectively forgotten that it was Chen Jun who personally cut off Zheng Miaoying's path to self-reliance.

In fact, even if Zheng Miaoying could only earn a meager 100 yuan a day, it would be enough to cover her mother's medical expenses.

They don't care about the process; they only care about the results they want to see.

And they will never feel that they are wrong.

Upon hearing Lin Ting's words, Chen Jun instinctively covered his pocket.

There were five hundred yuan in there, which he had stolen from the top shelf of his mother's wardrobe this morning.

He wanted to help Zheng Miaoying resolve her troubles, but only if she realized she was wrong and promised not to repeat the mistake.

Chen Jun clenched his fist, stared at Zheng Miaoying, and said, "Fine, go ahead. I want to see what you can do without me!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Lin Ting and sneered, "I don't care what tricks you're up to, you..."

Lin, impatient with his barking, kindly answered his first question:

"Without you, the only thing she can't do is argue with an idiot on a sunny morning."