"I don't even have the right to make my own decisions, so can this still be considered my life?"
After a brief silence, the girl's cold voice sounded again on the other end of the phone: "When you can live without taking a penny from me, then talk to me about your life."
Duan Qin smiled bitterly and made a shrill trembling sound.
Money, money again, every time I used money to pressure him.
But he doesn't know whether he hates this terrible woman who controls his life with money more, or hates himself more for constantly compromising because he can't let go of the generous life provided by his family.
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