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The woman who had been so assertive and confident in front of the group leader was now looking like a pitiful puppy, her ears drooping as she snuggled into Jiang Momo's arms.

"I absolutely hate you."

She hummed twice, and Jiang Momo smiled indulgently, rubbing Yin Qiongyun's head.

"Okay, we've known each other for so many years, you know I only have one good friend like you."

"I'm not telling you because..."

She paused for a moment after saying this.

"Alright, alright," Yin Qiongyun interrupted her. "I know you don't like relying on others, and you especially dislike using connections. You insist on doing everything yourself."

"But sometimes I wonder, aren't you tired of doing this? It's a good thing I'm here today, otherwise what would you do if you worked all day and didn't get a single penny?"

Yin Qiongyun was genuinely worried about Jiang Momo.

She was the closest person to Jiang Momo in her twenty-four years of life, besides her grandmother.

The two are more like family than best friends.

When Jiang Momo was little, she lived with her grandmother in a slum.

The slums are small, but they are crowded with people. Some families have five or six people crammed into a room of less than ten square meters.

Compared to them, Jiang Momo's life is much better.

Therefore, she was never dissatisfied. As long as her grandmother was by her side, no matter how hard or tiring it was, Jiang Momo always felt hopeful.

Yin Qiongyun was born into that kind of family.

She was the eldest daughter in her family, with three younger sisters and one younger brother.

Yin Qiongyun's parents raised her so that she could take care of her younger siblings.

She grows up, earns money to support her family, and then gets married to receive a dowry.

The two had known each other since childhood, going to fetch water together and singing songs along the way.

Jiang Momo would help Yin Qiongyun wash the whole family's clothes and cover for her when her parents chased after her to beat her.

Yin Qiongyun would also go to Jiang Momo's house to help her take care of her grandmother.

From then on, the two little girls formed a deep friendship.

However, Jiang Momo later moved to the city, and they separated, not seeing each other for more than ten years.

They met again when Jiang Momo was a sophomore in college.

Yin Qiongyun transferred to Peking University as an exchange student from the neighboring college.

At that time, Jiang Momo had just broken up with Li Yunqi and was in a slump.

Fortunately, Yin Qiongyun appeared and stayed with her through the most difficult days. She also helped her collect evidence, making Li Shiqing, who spread rumors, pay the price.

"I'm fine, it's nothing."

Jiang Momo seemed indifferent, but her heart sank little by little.

It's certainly tiring when these things happen often, but she said:

"I'm used to it, and besides, we're pretty much the same."

After their reunion, Yin Qiongyun never mentioned to Jiang Momo what she had experienced over the years.

However, Jiang Momo could see that Yin Qiongyun had not had an easy time getting to where she was today.

Fortunately, she had a smooth career after graduating from university, and this time she became the art director of the University City Awards Ceremony and related activities.

Yin Qiongyun still couldn't hide her heartache.

"Momo, we're good friends. If you're really having trouble, you can tell me. I'll definitely help you if I can."

Jiang Momo remained silent, then finally smiled.

"Let's not talk about this anymore, Director Yin. If you really want to help me, please go and visit Grandma more often. I've been quite busy lately and may not be able to go to the hospital frequently."

After all, the Li family, especially Li Jiuyuan, is not so easy to deal with.

Upon hearing this, a hint of suspicion flashed across Yin Qiongyun's face.

"Speaking of which, you still haven't told me what you've been busy with lately."

Jiang Momo felt inexplicably guilty.

"What else could I be busy with? Of course, I'm just doing part-time jobs to earn money for medical expenses."

"real?"

Yin Qiongyun pressed for an answer.

Jiang Momo insisted, "Of course it's true."

She hadn't told Yin Qiongyun about being brought back to the Jiang family, nor did she know how to explain her current "married" status, so she could only choose to keep it a secret for now.

Jiang Momo thought to herself that she didn't do it on purpose and that she would definitely tell Yin Qiongyun after a while.

"No, something's very wrong with you."

Because she was so familiar with Jiang Momo, Yin Qiongyun still noticed her strangeness. She moved closer, almost touching Jiang Momo's body.

Jiang Momo tried to back away, but was grabbed.

Yin Qiongyun scanned Jiang Momo from head to toe, finally fixing her gaze on her neck.

Even though the collar was buttoned up properly, Yin Qiongyun could still see the edge of the red mark showing.

She nearly jumped up.

"What the hell?! What are you doing?!"

Jiang Momo blushed and raised her hand to cover Yin Qiongyun's mouth.

"Don't shout it out."

Yin Qiongyun's initial shock turned into a playful teasing, and even though she tried her best to lower her voice, it was still quite loud.

"I see. No wonder you've been disappearing so often lately. So you're in a relationship. Looks like you're progressing pretty fast."

Yin Qiongyun narrowed her eyes and smiled wickedly.

"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely! Who is that man? How old is he? Did you... oh, you must have already gone through all the steps."

Jiang Momo rubbed her temples.

Yin Qiongyun really knows how to bring up the very thing she doesn't want to talk about.

But Yin Qiongyun thought she was just shy because of her reaction.

This only fueled the gossip-loving hearts of the other side.

"We're all adults here, so tell me what's going on."

Just then, someone called out to Director Yin and ran over, as if there was something on stage that they needed to talk to Yin Qiongyun about.

Yin Qiongyun found it difficult to refuse, so she could only turn to Jiang Momo and say:

"Momo, let's talk later. I'll help you get your salary from the group leader. You should go home and rest this afternoon."

After saying that, she ran away.

Halfway through the run, Yin Qiongyun turned back.

"By the way, I'm telling you, be careful. I saw your ex-boyfriend's name among the award presenters today. You'd better not run into him."

Jiang Momo: ...

Thank you, but it's too late.

After everyone disappeared again, Jiang Momo returned to the dressing room to change her clothes and the high heels that had tormented her for most of the day.

Her ankle swelled up even more, but she didn't have time to care.

There was no one in the changing room. Jiang Momo sat on a cold iron stool. The room was dark, with only slivers of light coming through the ventilation window high up.

Jiang Momo placed her hands on her lap and slowly curled her fingers.

To be honest, she was quite envious of Yin Qiongyun, who was able to shine in her favorite field.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on her. Jiang Momo was poor when she was young and always felt that life would be better if she had money, so she chose economics in college.

At that time, educational resources were scarce in the small county town, and the teachers were not very knowledgeable; they only knew that she had been admitted to a very good university.

But what's the use of a prestigious university? What's the use of being number one in your class?

She had no connections and couldn't even get her hands on the basics of the industry.

Let alone making money.

Jiang Momo worked hard for four years, studying part-time and working part-time, only to receive a useless graduation certificate in return.

"never mind."

Jiang Momo rallied her spirits; her grandmother was still waiting for her at the hospital, and she couldn't wallow in self-pity.

Just now, Yin Qiongyun reminded her, and Jiang Momo took out her phone, preparing to block the number Li Yunqi had given her.

And then she saw a call in the call log that she didn't recognize.

The blood in my body gradually turned cold.

The call lasted one minute and twenty seconds; it was from Li Jiuyuan.

But she didn't answer the phone.