She despised the fact that her life had turned out to be just as miserable as she had imagined it to be! In fact, she wished for her own misery to reach its peak!


    But how could the staff possibly know that she genuinely believed in her own despair?


    The staff thought, “What kind of normal person would waste their time cursing their own family without any reason?” So, it must be true what the Lady said.


    With unmatched sympathy, she remarked, “It’s no wonder you’re still working at such an old age; your family’s troubles must be overwhelming.”


    Then she added, “Lady, we still have seven or eight steamed buns left, nearly four servings of rice, and a bit of leftover food base. I can pack some for you to take home!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Lady Wilson felt a spark of excitement, but she quickly masked her joy with a sorrowful expression and replied, “Where would I find a lunch box? My two daughters-inw are struggling; I can’t afford to buy something like that…”


    As she spoke, the Lady casually grabbed a stic bag hanging by the counter and suggested, “How about this, big sister? Just put the leftovers in a stic bag for me, and I’ll carry them home.”


    The staff eagerly nodded, saying, “That works for me, as long as you don’t mind!”


    Lady Wilson panicked and replied, “No, no, I don’t mind at all!”


    This was the first moment I truly experienced the world around me.


    However, as Lady Wilson started to pack the food, she began to regret her decision, thinking, “So much leftover food; it’s incredibly heavy! How am I supposed to carry this back?”


    But then she reassured herself, “No, we must take back whatever we gather. With this food, at least my family can eat for two days. Otherwise, what good is the hundred dors I earned today?”<fn42a3> ???? ????s? ???????s ?? find?novel</fn42a3>


    With that thought in mind, she could only express her gratitude as she braced herself and carried the four bags of food home.


    They weren’t the only ones who understood the struggles of life.


    I’m uncertain if this is the case, but it seems usible.


    On second thought, it would be better to take the bus.


    Thetest addition to thepany’s portfolio was on my mind.


    The first thing I noticed was that the old man wasn’t behaving nicely.


    In truth, she had long been aware that local seniors, aged 65 and older, could obtain a senior citizen card from the civil affairs department for free bus rides.


    However, before this moment, Lady Wilson had never taken the bus; she was always picked up by a personal driver. Back then, how could she even consider using a free public transport card for the elderly?


    At that time, even possessing such a card felt humiliating to her.


    Now, however, she regretted that perspective and thought to herself, “I’ll wait until after the New Year when people are back at work, and then I’ll hurry to get my senior citizen card. At least that way, I can take public transport for free, and if I save a few dors each day, it adds up over a month.”


    With several hefty bags of food in tow, Lady Wilson trudged back to Thompson First Vi, struggling with each step.


    As she entered theplex, just as she was about to swipe her card at the gate, a well-dressed, middle-aged woman wrinkled her nose and shouted, “Where do you think you’reing from? Carrying that slop? Do you even know where you are? This is Thompson First! You’ll never be able to afford a house here in several lifetimes!”


    Lady Wilson was ready to burst with frustration. When this woman suddenly appeared, berating her, she shot back angrily, “How dare you! Do you know where I live? I reside in vi A04! Look at you, dressed like a peacock; I’d wager you live in a rundown t at best!”


    Upon hearing this, the woman rushed over in a fury and pped Lady Wilson, yelling, “You old hag! My mother’s t is worth over 20 million, and you have the audacity to mock me? You’re so poor, yet you dare to im you live in a vi? You deserve this!”