The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

In order to wake up her mother, she carefully slowed down her movements, closed the door gently after washing up and left. The winter morning was as cold as usual, and the cold wind was raging, making her face hurt.

In the cold weather, there were not many pedestrians on the road. The dim street lights and the quiet streets made people feel a little scared. Zhou Yian's pace became faster and faster, and finally he started to jog, and soon he arrived at the market.

Compared to the deserted streets, the market seemed a little more lively. Under the illumination of high-powered light bulbs, the market was as bright as day. Although it was early in the morning, everyone looked energetic and worked busily.

"Auntie, good morning." Zhou Yian came to the stall of the aunt who interviewed her yesterday and greeted her with a breath.

"Hey, little girl, you really got up early. I was worried that you would be late in such a cold day."

Zhou Yian looked around and saw truckloads of fresh vegetables just being unloaded. "No, Auntie. I said I would come."

"Okay, what's your name little girl?"

"Auntie, my name is Zhou Yian."

"Then I'll call you Xiao Zhou from now on."

"Don't call me Auntie anymore. Just call me Sister Liu. We need to sort these vegetables now. Some will be sold in the market, and some will be wholesaled. Here is the list. Just follow me first, and you can make it yourself when you are familiar with it." As he said that, he handed her a thick stack of lists.

"Okay, Sister Liu." Zhou Yian took the list and followed Sister Liu to learn how to sort the goods.

The work to be done was very tedious and strenuous. Zhou Yian, who felt a little cold at first, soon became so hot that he took off his coat. Although he was wearing rubber gloves, his hands were still frozen red.

From five in the morning to eight, these three hours passed quickly. Sister Liu looked at Zhou Yian's busy and serious appearance and nodded with satisfaction. This little girl was smarter and more hardworking than she had imagined.

"Xiao Zhou, are you able to adapt? If you can, you can come and work here." Sister Liu looked at her with prejudice from the beginning, but after observing her for a whole morning, she is now very satisfied with her.

"It's okay, I can handle it." Zhou Yian wiped his hands, put on his coat again, and prepared to go home from get off work.

"Okay, come over at 7 o'clock tonight. Here's my phone number. Write it down so you can contact me later."

When Zhou Yian got off work, the morning light was already breaking and there were more people on the road. After buying breakfast, she hurried home, fearing that her mother would wake up and be unable to find her if something happened.

Fortunately, after returning home, Mother Zhou did not feel unwell. After feeding her breakfast, she carried Mother Zhou on her back for a walk as usual.

Life seemed to be slowly getting back on track. Although life was poor and tiring, Zhou Yian was no longer anxious. While working as a temporary worker, she looked for some part-time jobs on the Internet that she could do at home.

Although I had excellent grades and impressive academic qualifications at school, the results were always unsatisfactory, and there were very few part-time jobs that I could find at home.

As the days passed, the meager salary from temporary work could no longer support living expenses and medical expenses, and there was no balance left in the account.

Zhou Yian wanted to find temporary work in her spare time. As long as she could arrange the time, she would try any job. Even if it was a drop in the bucket, she would work hard to make money, running back and forth between home and outside.

However, an accident still happened. That day, she settled Zhou's mother down as usual and went out, but when she came back, she saw Zhou's mother fell and lay on the floor.

When she saw that scene, she was so scared that she broke out in a cold sweat and quickly ran over to support her. "Mom, how are you? How did you get up by yourself? Is it hurting anywhere?"

Zhou Yian helped Zhou's mother onto the bed with great effort, asked her with concern, and kept checking whether she was bruised or not.

"It's... okay. I... want to... try... if I can... walk... by myself." Mother Zhou felt a little guilty and expressed her thoughts intermittently.

"But can you wait for me to come back? What should I do if something happens to you?" Zhou Yian's eyes were red and she was anxious and annoyed. She didn't dare to think about what she would do if something happened again after falling. Unconsciously, her tone became much more serious.

Mother Zhou knew she was wrong. She avoided eyes and acted like a child who had done something wrong. She was too timid to speak. Ever since she fell ill, she had been feeling guilty and felt that she was a burden to her daughter.

Zhou Yian saw this scene, which deeply hurt her heart. She realized that she had scared her like this, "Mom, I'm sorry, I... was scared just now, I don't blame you."

"I... know." Mother Zhou forced a smile with a crooked mouth. She didn't want Zhou Yian to feel burdened.

Zhou Yian sat in the living room, feeling frightened. He had left his mother alone at home. If something happened today, she would never have peace in her life.

After Li Li passed away, no one was willing to help her. Her relatives had stopped contacting her not long after her father fell ill and passed away. Her mother married far away and she didn't have any relatives to help her.

If she goes to work, she won't be able to take care of her mother. If she stays at home to take care of her mother, she will lose her income and won't be able to support herself. She is in a dilemma.

Xu Zehao, this name suddenly popped into her mind. Perhaps in the face of life, only those who can survive are qualified to talk about being alive.

She picked up her phone and looked through the call records, and found the unfamiliar number that had called her late at night a few months ago. She looked at it for a long time but was hesitant to press the call button.

If Xu Zehao had always been the driving force behind the situation, then his goal had been achieved. Not only had she lost her virginity, but now she had also lost her heart. She was unwilling to accept this, but reality forced her to submit to him.

She took a deep breath, and finally dialed the number with trembling hands. After a short call, a man's voice came from the other end, "Hello."

"I... Zhou Yian." Zhou Yian felt uncomfortable all over and she didn't know how to start the conversation.

"I know." The other party seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for her. He answered her questions without saying a word, waiting for her to speak.

"I..." Zhou Yian was a little embarrassed.

"Ok?"

Zhou Yian raised his head slightly, took a deep breath, and mustered up the courage to speak, "I want to ask you, does what you said before still count?"

"What?" His tone was indifferent, and it was hard to tell whether he was pretending to be confused or had really forgotten.

"You said I could come to you if I needed money."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone. "Of course it counts, but you know what my conditions are."

Zhou Yian bit his lower lip lightly, "I know."

"Okay, let me know your name for an interview tonight at 7 o'clock in the presidential suite of the Venice Hotel." His tone was brisk and decisive, and he hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Zhou Yian kept talking on the phone, and no one knew what he was thinking. She knew what he meant and what it meant, but she suddenly didn't know what to do.