Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
After hearing Zhou Cui’an’s account, Murong Yung’s eyes betrayed a hint of disdain, yet her expression showed shock. “Junior Sister Zhou, I never expected you to stoop to such levels. How do I even begin to address this?”
Towards the end, she wore a disappointed look, as if deeply saddened by the matter. Simultaneously, she felt hurt by the betrayal of trust.
However, deep down, Murong Yung was filled with disdain upon learning about Zhou Cui’an’s kickbacks. Initially, she had only helped Zhou Cui’an in hopes of having soone monitor Ye Leng’an for her. Little did she know, Zhou Cui’an was of a smaller scale but quite audacious. Being just a temporary winter worker, daring to commit such acts.
Though everyone understood the intricacies of procurent, no one dared to take such risks on their first attempt. Any procurent officer, in their initial purchases, would be cautiously ticulous. Yet Zhou Cui’an displayed boldness and greed, barely grasping the ropes before diving in.
And all for a sum of over twenty thousand.
Had there been no mishaps, she might have kept silent. But now, for this paltry sum, she had stirred up trouble once more, showing her foolishness by bringing it to her attention again.
If it weren’t for this fool having so connection with Ye Leng’an, she would have left imdiately.
Upon Murong Yung’s words, Zhou Cui’an felt overwhelming sha. Lowering her head, she kept apologizing, “Senior Sister Murong, I’m truly sorry. It wasn’t intentional. Initially, I hesitated, but the manager was overly persuasive, claiming everyone did it. My greed got the better of , leading to this mistake.”
“Junior SisterZhou, I’m at a loss for words.” Murong Yung’s face conveyed sorrow. “Do you realize you’re committing a cri?”
Panic-stricken at the ntion of a cri, Zhou Cui’an grabbed Murong Yung’s hand on the table, pleading desperately, “Senior Sister Murong, you’re my only hope now. I beg you, help ! I can’t afford to go to jail or tarnish my record. Please, I’m in dire straits.”
If she didn’t intervene, her future prospects would be uncertain. Even her educational pursuits might be jeopardized.
Murong Yung withdrew her hand, a hint of displeasure and repulsion flickering in her eyes. Resisting the urge to wipe her hand, she tapped Zhou Cui’an’s hand and said, “I understand, but have you considered the consequences?”
“Senior Sister Murong, I was montarily misguided.” Zhou Cui’an pleaded anxiously. “No one else can help now. Please, you have to help !”
With no other solution in sight, and considering Murong Yung’s stature, her words could sway the company’s decision.
After hearing Zhou Cui’an’s request, Murong Yung frowned, unsure. “How can I assist you after what you’ve done?”
Zhou Cui’an clutched at a lifeline, saying, “Senior Sister Murong, you don’t need to do much. Just speak on my behalf to the company, asking them not to pursue this. I’ll forego the money.”
Now, that twenty thousand felt like a hot potato.
She had a promising future ahead and wasn’t willing to jeopardize it over such a ager sum.
“I see.” Murong Yung’s expression reflected difficulty. “Isn’t this inappropriate? I introduced you to the company before. Now, I’m defending you again. This…”
“Senior Sister Murong, please help !” Zhou Cui’an grew more desperate, tears welling up. “If you won’t help , my life is over.”
As she spoke, Zhou Cui’an had lost all semblance of composure. The madness and anxiety in her eyes seed to engulf her. It was no exaggeration to say that if Murong Yung refused to help her today, Zhou Cui’an couldn’t even guarantee her own fate.
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Observing Zhou Cui’an on the brink of despair, Murong Yung’s eyes turned cold, her face conflicted. “Junior Sister Zhou, I…”
“Senior Sister Murong, please.”
Zhou Cui’an stood and moved closer to Murong Yung, ready to kneel.
With her future at stake, dignity was a luxury Zhou Cui’an couldn’t afford. Her mind was solely focused on her future. Especially having witnessed the capital’s prosperity, she refused to return to her humble beginnings.
Seeing Zhou Cui’an about to kneel, Murong Yung promptly intervened, pulling her back. “Junior Sister Zhou, what are you doing? You’re putting in a difficult position.”
“Senior Sister Murong, please.” Zhou Cui’an couldn’t hold back her tears. “If you help this ti, I’ll owe you a debt of gratitude. I’m left with no other choice.”
“Well…” Murong Yung sighed, finally relenting. “Fine. Given our shared school ties, I’ll assist you this once. After all, it impacts your future. We can’t let this mistake ruin it.”
With Murong Yung’s assurance, Zhou Cui’an breathed a sigh of relief, nearly collapsing. Were it not for Murong Yung’s support, she might have made a spectacle of herself.
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