Cheng Qingnian suddenly felt a chill down her back, as if the blood in her veins had come to a halt.
She spoke so firmly, but when she thought about lying in bed for over twenty years, disconnected from society. There were many new and wondrous things outside that she hadn't experienced, things even little kids knew more about than she did.
What could she do with thirty to fifty thousand yuan in the Imperial Capital?
Rent a place, eat? And then look for work?
She hadn't studied well before, didn't have good qualifications. She didn't have work experience, nor experience interacting with people for all these years.
What could she do?
If these people don't care about her, how long can she survive?
That unknown fear swept through her entire body.
Previously, when she heard her father threaten her, she hadn't taken it seriously, thinking these people wouldn't take things to such extremes.
But now they did.
She... what should she do?
