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Mingyu sat at the small wooden table in their modest apartment, the dim light of the late afternoon sun filtering through the tattered curtains.
Her hands trembled as she stared at the stack of bills and the notice of debt that lay before her.
The fact that her husband had vanished weeks ago, leaving her and their unborn child to face the collectors alone made matters worse.
And if she doesn't find a way, there's no telling what might happen in the next 24 hours. Out of desperation, she reached for her phone and dialed Yuxi's number.
Yuxi had always been there for her, despite the Luo family's strained relationship. And she had assured Mingyu that if she ever found herself in a tight corner, she should make sure to reach out.
Mingyu has always kept Yuxi's words to heart but she had never been a tight corner. At least not the kind she was in at that moment. Prompted by her desperation, she made the call.