nd taken two steps.Suddenly, something flew over from a distance and hit the ground: "A woman as subservient as you has no right to lead 'Wei'ai'! Get out of 'Wei'ai'!" The person who threw the object...Three years laterThe iron gates of S City Women's Prison creaked open. After a while, a woman slowly walked out. 。The woman is incredibly thin, wearing the same white dress she had on when she was sent to a women's prison three years ago. 。 。She walked very slowly, step by step towards the platform over a hundred meters away. 。She was carrying a black plastic bag in her hand. Inside the bag were thirty-one five-yuan coins and an ID card. 。In the scorching summer, walking on a gravel road, the surface of the road visibly rolled with a layer of white heat waves. 。Today's temperature is at least thirty-three or four degrees. A woman walking in the hot sun, her body is dry and not a drop of sweat. 。Her pale skin bore livid, greenish-purple scars. Even on her face, near the hairline, above her eyebrow, there was a scar about three centimeters long, snaking across her forehead, quite unsightly. 。The bus arrived, the woman boarded, and carefully pulled out a coin from a black plastic bag, dropping it into the fare box. 。There weren't many people on the bus. The driver glanced at her, then withdrew his disgusted gaze... After all, everyone who boarded here was a prisoner from jail. What kind of good person could they be The woman seemed to not notice the driver's eyes and walked towards the back seat. She went to the very end and sat in the corner of the back, trying her best not to attract attention. 。The car was driving, and along the way, she looked out the window...Three years, what a big change. 。A slight twitch at the corner of her mouth... Yeah, three years. Things have changed so much. It's not just the world outside the prison that's different; she... 。The bus arrived at a bustling area, and she suddenly jolted…she was released from prison. Where was she supposed to goSuddenly, she realized a pressing truth—she had nowhere to go. 。Opening the black plastic bag, she carefully counted the thirty-five yuan remaining inside, three times over... What should she do next A recruitment notice from a nearby shop caught her eye. 。"Driver, I want to get off, please open the door for me." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!。Three years in prison wore down her arrogance. When she spoke to people, she always lacked confidence. 。The driver's constant complaining echoed in the car. When she reached her destination, he opened the door for her and said, "You're welcome," as she got out. 。He walked up to the large poster advertising job openings and after looking at it for a while, his gaze landed on the words "Cleaner" and then on the phrase "room and board included". 。She has no home, no records, no education, and she's been to prison... She's probably just a cleaner, and I doubt anyone would want her. 。But… clutching the meager thirty-five yuan left in her hand, the woman gritted her teeth and walked into this nightclub called "East Emperor International Entertainment Club". As soon as she entered, Jian Tong shivered. The central air conditioning made her whole body tremble with cold. 。"Name 。That person impatiently spoke up. 。"Jian Tong " 。A hoarse voice spoke slowly, startling the beautiful woman recording her information. The pen in her hand nearly fell onto the table as she grumbled, "Why is your voice so awful"After three years of hellish prison life, Jian Tong had grown accustomed to being meek. Even though someone was criticizing her voice directly in front of her, she remained gentle and spoke slowly as if she lacked any temper, saying: "I've been... "。The beautiful woman was slightly surprised, her inquiring eyes fell on Jian Tong's face, "Fire" "Yes, a fire," 。After finishing her words, she lowered her eyelids slightly. 。...but it was a fire deliberately set by someone. 。The glamorous woman saw that she was unwilling to talk much, her personality uninteresting, and she lost interest. She only frowned and clicked her tongue disapprovingly: "No good, East Emperor isn't an ordinary entertainment club, and the guests here aren't ordinary either..." 。He scanned Jian Tong up and down with undisguised disdain, clearly looking down on her ragged appearance in a sack-like dress. Her white dress was so old the color had faded to yellow. 。Dong Huang International is not a place where ordinary people can afford to consume. Even an ordinary service staff here must be good-looking and have a hot figure. 。How dare a child like this apply for the job 。The stunning woman stood up, waved her hand, and directly refuted Jian Tong: "No, you're not suitable for this. You wouldn't even make a good waitress." 。Turning to leave. 。“I applied for the job of a cleaner” 。A gruff voice boomed through the small office, effectively stopping the woman in her tracks. 。The woman's foot came to a sudden stop. She turned around, raising an eyebrow as she scrutinized the other woman from head to toe with a look of suspicion. "I've never seen someone in their twenties who'd be willing to put up with the hard work of being a cleaner," 。“ The cleaning ladies here are at least in their forties. 。Although this girl has a scar on her forehead and is as thin as a bamboo pole, she is at most 20 years old. 。They've got plenty of guys here over twenty—usually with princesses! Of course, there are also servants. 。I've never heard of a cleaner in their twenties. 。Thought this unassuming girl would be eager to vent, telling me how hard the world is and how life is difficult. If she really said all that nonsense to me, I'd kick her out immediately. 。The world is harsh, huh. Inside the East Emperor's Palace, there are so many stories like this that they could be published in a storybook, enough to fill an entire library. 。Who cares how a stranger fares the first time they meet An unexpectedly gruff voice, somewhat excessive in its roughness, replied calmly, "If I'm able to come out and sell myself, I'd be happy to welcome you with open arms." 。Before I came, I looked at myself and found that I had no capital to sell my body, so I decided to sell my labor. 。Do what you can. 。She’s just a criminal, reduced to a string of digits "926." What dignity is there left after going in there and coming out A self-deprecating smile flickered across Jian Tong's eyes. 。The beautiful woman looked at Jian Tong up and down again with a hint of surprise. After returning to her desk, she picked up a pen and prepared to fill out a form: "Jian Tong Simple Jian, fairytale Tong" 。"No way," the woman sized up Jian Tong from head to toe, "Your parents must love you a lot to name their child like this." 。“ Her eyes, they were dull and lifeless…did he truly love her Hmm, he did. 。If she hadn't heartlessly murdered Xia Wei Ming and brought disaster upon the Jian family... 。Well, about, very much love. 。 “I have no family” 。 。The beautiful woman frowned at Jian Tong, but didn't ask any further questions. She stood up and said, "Alright, please make a copy of your ID card." 。" She stood up from the chair, walked to the door in her fifteen-centimeter heels and suddenly stopped. She turned to Jian Tong and warned, "Jian Tong, do you know why I made an exception to accept you" The woman didn't expect a reply from Jian Tong anyway, so she continued, "Jian Tong, you once said..." 。If it can be sold, then sell it. If it can't, then just accept it and do what you can do best. 。How many people twice your age still don't understand this principle, getting stuck in a rut, struggling desperately, thinking they are competing with the heavens, but in reality, they are just overreaching and have never truly seen where they stand. 。 You have to face yourself, understand what you are capable of. 。I believe that someone who understands their own capabilities also understands their limitations. 。"Speaking of this, the glamorous woman narrowed her eyes: “Jian Tong, Dong Huang is not an ordinary entertainment venue..." 。“I know, my voice is unpleasant.” 。will not speak without reason. 。If you don't speak without thinking, you won't talk nonsense. 。The beautiful woman was very satisfied and nodded. She wouldn't usually give advice to newcomers, but anyone who dared to mix with the Dong Huang should be mentally prepared. 。I didn't expect to make an exception for a cleaning lady today. 。Although she held a high position in the Eastern Imperial Court, in this bewildering metropolis, which powerful tycoon could she possibly afford to offend 。Once you enter the East Palace, you must learn the "rules". 。 Some things should be said, some things shouldn't. Some things should be done, some things shouldn't. 。"...That manager..." Jian Tong was a little embarrassed to speak: "I don't have a place to live..." 。The stunning woman said, “Call me Meng Jie from now on,” and then took out her phone to make a call: “Xiao Jiang, come here for a moment. I just hired a cleaner, take her to the employee dormitory.” 。After finishing the call, he hung up and tossed a sentence to Jian Tong: "Come to work tomorrow." 。“ Then she left Jian Tong alone here. 。Jian Tong looked at the employment report in her hand, and let out a sigh of relief... Tonight, she wouldn't have to sleep on the streets. 。Jian Tong has been working at Donghuang for three months now. 。As night fell, this excessively bustling city glittered with neon lights and a symphony of revelry. 。Jian Tong had just cleaned up the vomit of a drunk woman, his movements were slow but his hands and feet were very nimble. 。

I lit another incense and placed it in the corner.

The mop in her hand swept across the individual bathroom stalls, arriving at the last one. This was where cleaning supplies were kept and also where she would rest during her breaks. 。Everything looks orderly and well-organized. 。The waiter who brought her had long since disappeared, and Jian Tong didn't mind. After tidying up the mop bucket, she sat in the cubicle and daydreamed. 。g its noble head Just to beg her"Did Mr. Shen want me to forget" How could she dare to forget, how could she ever forget!His casual utterance of "forget," was, in fact, half her life. A single "forget...