Dignity
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Alright. Don't worry. Once your dad reaches home, I'll call you or text you immediately. It's still so early in the morning. Don't you want to go back to sleep?" Ding Jiayi knew that Qiao Zijin was not in the habit of waking up early. She had been woken up at six and had been busy for another hour and a half. Now, Qiao Zijin should probably be more tired than ever. "Why don't you go take a quick nap? No matter what, there's no need to be worried today, much less for another hour or two."
"No." Qiao Zijin grabbed onto her hair, her expression worse than the previous day's. It was early in the morning and she had not even had her breakfast and yet, she had already forked out three thousand six hundred yuan for nothing. Qiao Zijin knew that she would never be able to fall asleep after facing such a huge blow even if she were to lie back down on the bed. Perhaps, she might even get even more upset while thinking about the matter.