All Aspects Are Kneeling and Begging the Villain Heroine To Be a Person

  Chapter 4081 What to do if you are always belittled (3)

   thinks that her job is too busy to find a partner, and it is better to find a job that is less busy and more stable.

  The original owner didn't listen, she was not stupid, she understood that this job could maintain her dignity to the end.

  No matter how belittled and looked down upon by her family, she never thought of quitting and changing jobs.

   Being in the game, it is really impossible for her to completely abandon her family. In fact, before she died, she still hoped to be recognized by her family.

  Unfortunately, when she died, what she heard were still derogatory words.

  On the hospital bed that day, the original owner's mother and others cried, "I told her not to do that job, but I didn't listen. Is my body exhausted now?"

The father of the original owner said: "Girls should find a stable job. It is best to be a civil servant, a public institution, a teacher, etc. It is great to have a stable job and take care of the family. She has been so stubborn since she was a child. Be obedient. What's the use of earning a lot of overtime at work? Now I'm dead."

  The original owner thought that at such a time, they would always say something nice, or regret belittling her, but they did not expect that they would attribute her illness to work.

  If it wasn't for them to suffocate her too much, would she be depressed and only find confidence from work? Only by constantly working can she see her own value.

  Hearing the boss's praise, feeling the envy of her colleagues, and winning a difficult project, all these can make her feel comfortable, and it also really makes her feel her self-worth, and she can temporarily forget those unpleasant words.

   Of course, there is still a secret hope in her heart, thinking that if she climbs higher, one day she will be understood and recognized by them.

No.

   By the time she died, they were still blaming her, belittling her, negating all her efforts.

  Recalling the repressed life of the original owner, he arrived at the drop-off place unknowingly.

  At the door of the house, Qianyan took out the key, put the key into the keyhole, and opened the door.

  Today is Saturday, a rest day.

  The original owner is usually busy at work, and occasionally works overtime on Saturdays, but not every Saturday. Recently, he just happens to be relatively free.

   Qianyan walked in, and was stared at by a pair of eyes when changing shoes.

  She raised her head and looked over, the person staring at her was the father of this body, Lu Pinghai. Seeing the other party's frown, Qian Yan turned a blind eye to it, and only greeted Lu Pinghai according to the original owner's usual address.

  Lu Pinghai's complexion was not very good, he responded lightly, and then said: "Don't perm your hair frequently, it is very bad for your health."

  Sitting on the sofa, Qianyan raised her eyes and glanced at the unburned cigarette in Lu Pinghai's hand: "Dad."

   "Drink less, this stuff is carcinogenic, easy to get lung cancer."

   Lu Pinghai, who was holding a cigarette, almost threw it away. He looked at Qianyan in shock. When he wanted to say something, Qianyan took out a medical mask from his bag and put it on.

   "The second-hand smoke spit out is more harmful. For the health of you and your family, smoke less, it is best not to smoke."

  Qianyan's words and behavior made Lu Pinghai feel uncomfortable, and he had long forgotten to point out her perm matter.

   "Children are taking care of adults' affairs." Lu Pinghai said angrily, "I haven't seen anything happen after decades of smoking. It's all a matter of probability."

  At this time, Feng Chunli from the room came out: "What are you talking about?"

  Following her, seeing Qianyan's attire, she frowned: "Why are you dressed in a fancy dress, and your hair is permed, it doesn't suit your face shape, and the hair color is a bit old-fashioned."

   "Mom, this dress of yours shows off your belly, has it shrunk?" Qian Yan raised her head and stared at Feng Chunli seriously.

  Feng Chunli's expression changed instantly.

   still owes a chapter

   I don’t have enough time to write anymore, I’ll make up for it tomorrow

See you tomorrow

  (end of this chapter)