Chapter 2512

"Bah What bad luck! It's a dead man The tramp who gave the money grabbed the money from Zhan Jia'er and left with a curse.

Zhan Jia'er stood outside the wooden door, looking at the lifeless corpse in the pool of blood in the humble hut.

There was no reaction for a long time

Duan Xiuhui is dead Duan Xiuhui is dead At this moment, Zhan Jia'er thought of what she should do in the future?

Her last "utility" is gone.

How will she live in the future?

Duan Xiuhui was gone, and Zhan Jiaer lost her life completely.

Other young women in the dark world can sell their bodies for the value of survival, but Zhan Jia'er, even if she is willing to sell herself, she is not willing to spend money.

She is like the dirtiest and most disgusting mouse in the sewer. Even if she appears in the street, she will be disgusted by people, and then she will be driven away.

Dare not appear in the daytime, she can only go out at night.

You can't pick your shoulders, you can't lift your hands, you'll have a heart attack at any time, and you can't sell your labor.

She could not exchange beauty for the convenience of life, so she could only wrap up a large and worn shawl to cover her face and beg on the street after the night came.

On that day, she dragged her tired and weak body to beg in front of a restaurant.

This is a food street, full of chain hotels and restaurants of all sizes. At night, the food street is still full of people and bright lights.

Zhan Jia'er usually doesn't dare to come to such a bright place.

But today, she couldn't hold on.

Without Duan Xiuhui selling her body in exchange for fixed food and change, she has been sitting on the mountain without a bite of hot rice for several days.

Since this morning, her heart has been suffering from bouts of colic. Zhan Jia'er has an ominous premonition that if she can't get enough money today, she may not be able to survive tonight.

No, she is Zhan Jia'er, a little princess of the war family, and a noble nobleman. She should not die like this.

Therefore, even if she knew she should not come to such a place to beg, Zhan Jia'er still wrapped her head in her shawl and begged carefully in the crowd.

"Duan Shao, it's not that I don't help. It's our company's own turnover is not working well..."

"Mr. Li, I don't want much. As long as you are willing to contribute 1 million yuan, you can..."

"No, no, Duan Shao. Our company can't afford so much money. Well, well, thank you for your treat today. I have to leave in advance... "

On the carpeted stairs in front of the restaurant door, a familiar sound came.

Zhan Jia'er, who was huddled in the corner of the stairs, heard the familiar voice, and immediately looked up to the stairs --

in front of the gate, a young man in a suit was seeing off the guests.

The man was handsome and upright, but his former high-ranking manner was a little more tired than before.

It's Duan Qiyi, Duan cousin!

"Cousin Cousin, help me, help me... " At first sight of her relatives, Zhan Jiaer was so excited that she could not control herself.

She is fed up with such a poor life, fed up with being trampled on like a mole ant at will. No, it is a more humble day than a mole ant.

Zhan Jia'er didn't want to go to the Duan family to find someone, but she was more afraid of Zhanyang, who still lived in Duan's.

So even if I want to go to find some family members, I have been afraid not to get close to them.

But today is really God's eye opener, unexpectedly let her meet her cousin Duan Qiyi here.

She was indeed favored by heaven, and her life should not be cut off.