If life could be repeated

Initially, she was able to feel the benefits of money, and she could buy all kinds of luxury goods that she once wanted to buy but could not afford, clothes, bags, cosmetics and skin care products, gold and silver jewelry, etc., all of which brought her short-term happiness, however, the more time passed, the more she felt empty, empty like never before.

She could still feel the flattery on the surface, and the cold eyes and contempt behind them.

She knew what they were saying behind her back, that she was willing to fall out and sell her, that she was a shameless stinky woman.

Her strong self-esteem was shattered like never before, and she wanted to stand taller and gain people's respect, but in the end she found that it backfired.

Ni Xiaocui was at a loss, she thought, did she do something wrong?

She thought about quitting, but she didn't know what kind of lifestyle she could choose after quitting, she had no education, no work experience, she had long been out of touch with the world, she had left the original trajectory of fate, how should she survive?

She had to break the can like her mother.

However, when she thought so, fate seemed to push her down another path, a completely different path from the one she had taken before.

She met Fang Chuan.

Fang Chuan is a man with a very clean temperament, young and excellent, elegant and elegant, with a fair complexion, and always has a pair of square-framed eyes on the bridge of his nose.

Fang Chuan was the man she fell in love with at first sight.

Fang Chuan was different from all the men she had ever seen and slept with.

Fang Chuan is still a top student from a business school, who has stayed abroad, a typical returnee, and his demeanor is very elegant, and his attitude towards her is always gentle and polite.

She remembers the first time she met Fang Chuan, it was Fang Chuan and a large group of guests who went to the clubhouse where she worked for dinner.

The club where she works is called "Crown Nightclub", the name is so cheesy, and the decoration inside is not so elegant, but the owner spent a lot of money to build, full of drunken gold atmosphere. Fang Chuan is obviously not used to such a place, but this is the way of communication in the city, friends get acquainted with each other, especially business entertainment, all by playing cards or visiting nightclubs and private clubs.

Fang Chuan is the only son in the family, and his father hopes that Fang Chuan can inherit the family's property in the future, so as soon as Fang Chuan returns to China, he is immediately taken into business by his father, no matter how he rejects and is not used to it, he is forced to get used to this way of communication like a duck on the shelf.

But Fang Chuan really felt that the air in this private club was so stuffy, and everywhere was full of smoky wine and fat powder, and in the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, he escaped from the box in the clubhouse, ran to the corridor of the clubhouse, he pulled off his tie, and let out a long breath.

He wanted to get away from here almost immediately.

Then, the moment he turned around, he saw Ni Xiaocui, a girl with a pure appearance, not too tall, and dressed more studently, but it was also possible that she deliberately created a feeling. After all, there are many customers who like this kind of innocent school girl now, especially the price will be higher on the first night.

Fang Chuan had a cigarette in his mouth, and he was digging up and down in his trouser pocket, as if looking for a lighter.

Xu is blessed to the soul, Ni Xiaocui stepped forward quickly, and presented the lighter that had been prepared with both hands, her hands were even a little trembling, feeling very jerky, as if it was the first time to do this kind of thing.

Fang Chuan raised his eyes and observed the girl from bottom to top.

No matter how pure she dressed, in front of a man like Fang Chuan, who was accustomed to seeing all kinds of situations abroad and had rich experience, she couldn't hide the dusty atmosphere on her body.

Fang Chuan knew what she was doing, but there was not the slightest contempt on Fang Chuan's face.

"What's your name?" Fang Chuan asked.

Ni Xiaocui replied cautiously and timidly: "Ni Xiaocui, they call me Betty." "