Chapter 113 Begger

The realization made her feel even more tired. She wondered why she was even bothering to fight so hard to start a business. Wasn't it easier to just find a simple job and live like everyone else?

But as soon as the thought crossed her mind, her heart rejected it. So did her mind.

No.

Something deep inside her refused to let go.

Suddenly, a rich, addictive scent drifted into her nose.

Her eyes fluttered open. What was that…?

"Oh, who's this beggar sitting here all alone?"

A deep, arrogant cool voice, followed by a low chuckle.

Before she could even react, a small bag landed in front of her with a soft thud.

"I'm not hungry anyway. Take it," he said casually.

Slowly, she lifted her eyes to see who had tossed it, but the ghost didn't stop walking. All she caught was a glimpse of his long blonde hair flowing behind him.