She had nothing, but she still had dignity.
If she took his money, she would be left with nothing.
Actually, she knew everything. Children from poor families took care of things early. She could understand sang nuo's slip of the tongue just now, but she could not accept it.
If she relied on him to live, she would no longer be independent, free, or have the right to speak. That was not her.
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Sang nuo returned to class just as the bell rang. His face was a little gloomy, and his lips were tightly pursed.
When the little fatty saw his expression, he instantly understood why the eyes of the person in front of him had been red when he returned.
The little fatty didn't dare to ask him anything. It was already good enough that he didn't make him angry at this time.
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