Just because Yun Qiao's face was a little delicate, she was a little young, and she looked a little poor. When she worked, the male superiors would look at her with obscene thoughts.
Clearly, ordinary-looking and experienced female colleagues could work normally, but she was afraid that her superior would suddenly reach out and touch her buttocks.
There were even people who publicly joked with her during office hours, touched her clothes in public and blocked her in the washroom.
On what basis?
On what basis should a young, beautiful, and poor girl suffer such discrimination and encounter such scum?
Could it be that everyone thought that she was naturally easy to bully and she should sell herself?
Yun Qiao clenched her small palm tightly. She didn't want to argue with the landlady.
Who asked her to owe someone rent? In the end, she was useless. She was in the wrong. She owed that person.
Why compete with others?
