From relying on her family in the past, she rarely worked after graduating from university.
Now that everything is gone, she can only rely on herself.
Relying on herself to find resources, shoot commercials, act, model… she has to do anything that can make money.
Her accommodation is also gone; she can either rent a place or return to her rural hometown two hundred kilometers away.
She definitely wouldn't go back, or all these years would have been wasted, regressing rather than progressing.
She could already imagine how the gossiping women in the village would mock them.
Xia Wanfu felt nothing but a vast sense of confusion about the future.
However, she did not regret her current decision. If she lost herself, even with inexhaustible wealth in the future, she felt she wouldn't be happy.
As if making up her mind, she packed and organized everything.
Then she called a number for buying used items.
She had a high school classmate named Wang Hewen who was in this business; she had seen his advertisements on her social media.
Having an acquaintance meant she wouldn't be easily cheated.
The call was answered quickly, and the person on the other end said with a teasing tone, "Why do you have time to call me, the beautiful Xia?"
Xia Wanfu frowned, very much disliking the flippant tone.
But thinking of her purpose, she patiently endured and made small talk.
"Of course, I have something for you. I have many unused designer bags and shoes. They're taking up space and are an eyesore. Are you interested?"
"Yes, of course," there was a pause on the other end, then he continued, "Your family is so wealthy, Miss Xia, why do you need to sell used bags and shoes?"
Xia Wanfu's expression faltered slightly, but she insisted, "I bought too many, they're in the way. Are you buying them or not? If not, I'll just throw them away; it's too much trouble."
"Yes, yes, definitely buying. Send me pictures and indicate their condition and any flaws so I can give you an estimate."
"Okay, we're old classmates, you can't cheat me. Although I don't like them anymore, I still paid for them."
"Of course, how could I let you suffer a loss!"
"Alright, goodbye." Xia Wanfu hung up the phone, feeling deeply saddened.
She gently caressed the bag in front of her, her eyes full of reluctance.
These were all her cherished possessions, and now she had to sell them all.
She murmured softly, "I hope you will be well-loved by your next owners."
She had three days left; within these three days, she had to get rid of all these items.
…
After ending the call, Wang Hewen stared at his phone, lost in thought.
Beside him, Zhou You chuckled lewdly, "Which beauty was that? You look like your soul has been captured."
"Nonsense," Wang Hewen rolled his eyes and said calmly, "You know her too, old classmate Xia Wanfu."
Zhou You stroked his chin and mused, "Her family, isn't her family… about to go bankrupt?"
"What did you say?" Wang Hewen clearly didn't believe him, thinking he had misheard.
Zhou You scratched his head, afraid he remembered incorrectly. After confirming it several times in his mind, he said, "Her father's name is Xia Linfeng, right? I only heard about it incidentally from my uncle."
Zhou You's uncle, Du Jiasheng, was the CEO of Jiasheng Group.
If he heard it from him, then the news was likely true.
So, Xia Wanfu wasn't selling her designer items because she didn't want them, but because she was short on cash?
"Tsk, tsk, what are you thinking? Seize the opportunity!"
Zhou You patted Wang Hewen's shoulder, a bright smile on his face, "She doesn't have much to be proud of anymore. Take the chance to win her over."
Xia Wanfu came from a good family and was a local from the capital. She had always looked down on students like them who came from less privileged backgrounds.
Wang Hewen just smiled and said nothing, but his mind began to churn.
Xia Wanfu was beautiful, and many people liked her. If it were in the past, he would never have dared to dream of her.
But now, it was perhaps possible. If he could get his hands on her for some fun, it would certainly be great.
The thought of her graceful figure and stunning face made him unable to resist the urge to kiss her.
He picked up the wine glass in front of him, his gaze fixed, full of deep thought.
—●)o(●—
On the first floor of Tengkong Group, a flashy red sports car stopped directly at the entrance.
After getting out of the car, Situ Jun quickly opened the passenger door and respectfully helped a woman out.
The woman wore a white suit jacket, her slender waist emphasized by its tightness, making her figure even more voluptuous.
Her hip-hugging skirt clung to her, outlining her perfect curves. Her long legs were fair and straight, and her neat, ear-length hair gave her a spirited appearance.
Situ Jun took off his sunglasses, his foxy eyes narrowing into a smile.
Dressed in a red suit, he was as ostentatious and dazzling as the sports car behind him.
Situ Jing, wearing sky-high heels, strode inside. Before Situ Jun could react, she had already walked far ahead.
"Sister, sister… wait for me."
Situ Jun hastily threw his car keys to a security guard at the door to park the car, then hurried to catch up with Situ Jing.
Situ Jing didn't wait for him. She directly got into the elevator, pressed the button for the 108th floor, and closed the elevator doors without hesitation.
"Sis…"
Situ Jun could only watch helplessly as the elevator doors closed in front of him.
"Pfft…" The receptionist couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The others, one by one, lowered their heads, seemingly holding back their laughter.
Situ Jun tidied the collar of his suit jacket and snorted in annoyance, "What's so funny? Stop laughing."
Then his gaze shifted to the receptionist, and his smile suddenly became bright, his tone exceptionally cheerful, his earlier dejection gone.
"Except for you, beautiful lady. Are you new? What's your name, how old are you, and are you interested in having lunch with me?"
The receptionist blushed, not daring to make eye contact with Situ Jun.
Situ Jun didn't mind. He plopped down onto the receptionist's chair, propped his chin with his hands, and stared intently at the blushing young woman.
"Even when shy, you're so beautiful…"
The receptionist thought: Save me, save me.
Everyone knew that Situ Jun was a playboy.
Although he was handsome and wealthy, not many people in Tengkong Group took his sweet talk seriously.
Suppressing her pounding heart, she glanced at the elevator numbers and reminded him, "Young Master Situ, the elevator has arrived."
Situ Jun immediately put on a heartbroken expression, clutching his chest as he stood up to leave. Someone who didn't know him might be fooled by his act.
They might think he was deeply in love, but in reality, he was just playful.
—President's Office—
Situ Jing sat to the side, while Ling Yuchen leaned back in his chair with a rather expressionless face.
Situ Jing, however, stared at Ling Yuchen without blinking, her eyes filled with an unending affection.
The gaze was so intense that it couldn't be ignored. Ling Yuchen rubbed his temples with a headache.
He said, "Regarding the case, you should talk to Han Xiao. He will brief you on the details."
Situ Jing lost her earlier spirited demeanor, revealing a clear girlish vulnerability.
"Can't we talk about something other than work?"