Chapter 85
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Money had always been a good thing.
A penny could stump a hero.
Money could make the world go round, but a dog could not care less about money.
Xia Xinghe was once such a proud and powerful person, but he had also suffered a lot when he was down and out. It was all because he had no money.
Xiao Mo was like that now.
Because he had no money, he had suffered a lot over the years. Coupled with the fact that he had a sister with a mental disorder, one could imagine how tough his life was.
It was only because his sister, Xiao Lin, was agitated and accidentally set fire to a dilapidated house that couldn't be any more dilapidated. Because the landlord wanted him to pay 20,000 yuan for the repair fees, he had been worrying about 20,000 yuan for the past two weeks, and he had tried everything he could think of.
He had even thought of robbing people and had thought of many illegal ways to earn money.
In his despair, he had even thought of committing suicide.
What was the point of living in such a poor and hopeless life? Living would only be more painful and hopeless. His sister, who had been tortured mentally, probably did not want such a life.
Xiao Mo had really planned to commit suicide with his sister if he could not find a way to earn money.
However, he had not expected that a benefactor would come to his rescue when he was in such despair.
He had imagined such a scene countless times when he was young.
His parents had passed away when he was young, and it was his younger sister who had raised him. At that time, the two of them had lived a very difficult life.
Whenever he was hungry and in despair, he would fantasize that a god would suddenly come to their rescue.
However, there was no such thing as a free lunch. Every poor person fantasized that a god would come to their rescue.
Therefore, he gradually understood that people could only rely on themselves. No matter how hard it was or how painful it was, they could only rely on themselves to walk out of despair.
No one had the obligation to help anyone. Those who waited to be helped were destined to be abandoned by the heavens.
Therefore, whenever he was in despair, he would no longer fantasize that someone would come to his rescue. Even if he really walked to the step of death, he would not hope for anyone to help him.
However, he had not expected a miracle to happen!
The heavens had really sent a god to save him …
Xiao Mo stared at the woman in a fiery red evening gown. She was so beautiful and dazzling that anyone who looked at her would feel like blasphemy. He was in a daze for a long time.
He knew that there were no gods in this world, but at this moment, he really suspected that she was a fairy …
Xia Zhi had already taken the middle-aged couple to withdraw the money.
Xia Xinghe slowly approached Xiao Mo and glanced into the room. "Do you mind if I come in for a seat?" she asked calmly.
Xiao Mo snapped back to his senses and said subconsciously, "I don't mind …"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Xinghe walked into the dilapidated house.
Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly followed.
What was wrong with him? He was completely defenseless against a strange woman just now.
Even if someone really wanted to help him, it didn't mean that he would accept it unconditionally. He was not defenseless against anyone who showed him kindness.
But just now, he really didn't guard against this woman at all.
He actually agreed to let her in so easily …
Then, when he followed her in and saw her standing in the middle of the burnt house, he felt a little inferior.
This place was not fit for her to enter.
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