Summary
Don’t Talk to Me About Dignity At the most pathetic moment of my life, the one person I least wanted to see appeared.
My father was lying in the emergency room, and the money in my bank account wasn’t even enough to cover the pocket change for his bills.
Then my ex-girlfriend, who had been missing for two years, showed up and paid the surgery deposit for me.
Standing under the harsh, piercing lights of the emergency hall, she watched me tremble and said coldly, “Shen Zhiwei, don’t you dare talk to me about pride this time.”