Shen Hua has money, hence even if she can't hear any sound, she's willing to throw it into the water!
The person before her dares to pretend and deceive her!
Beyond her indignation, she couldn't help but be filled with anger.
This grievance is too much for her to bear.
Shen Hua, with a cold face and stepping in her embroidered shoes, strode directly towards the other side. It was clear she was gearing up for a big confrontation.
Over here, Xiu'er, draped in coarse linen and mourning clothes, was handling the silver coins until her hands turned sore, secretly very pleased with herself. These past days she went begging on the streets every two to three days.
Yesterday, she was the divorced wife who, after being beaten by her husband, couldn't even afford cabbage and wanted to end her life.
The day before, she was a girl with a rough background who painstakingly escaped from a brothel, preferring death over selling her body.
