After listening to Wang Xiaoyuan's recollection, Ruan Xingwen didn't know how to comfort her.
"Little Yuan..."
But Wang Xiaoyuan didn't mind, and with a smile, she said, "Oh, you don't have to feel bad for me. I've long gotten over it. Ever since she thought of using me to make money, she was no longer my aunt."
"It's good that you can see it that way. So what do you plan to do next? Have you found a place to stay?" Ruan Xingwen asked with some concern.
Little Yuan had already resigned, so she couldn't stay in the company's dormitory. After moving out of the dormitory, she also cut ties with her aunt's family today, so as a young girl, she was surely anxious right now.
"I'll find a hotel to stay in first, and then look for something else at a slower pace."
Ruan Xingwen thought for a moment and then asked, "Have you found a place to stay now? Do you still have money? I'll transfer some money to you, make sure you receive it a bit later."
