Staring at the empty balance in her phone account, Fan Ting fell into a slight daze.
If she hadn't married the wrong man, she wouldn't have had to struggle so hard.
But who could she blame?
She had stubbornly insisted on marrying her husband back then. She couldn't blame anyone else.
She pulled herself together and kept working.
"If I sell all the vegetables today, I'll have around two hundred. Just enough to buy stock tomorrow."
Unfortunately, it was hot that day. Far too hot.
Besides, buying groceries online was more convenient.
As a result, there were far fewer customers that afternoon, and they were all middle-aged or elderly.
Left with no choice, she could only try to sell off all her vegetables cheaply before the market closed that evening.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be fresh tomorrow, and selling them then would ruin her reputation.
After finally working until closing time, she felt the loose change in her pocket and gave a faint, bitter smile.
She hadn't made the two hundred yuan she'd expected, but there was nothing she could do about that.
There were some leftover vegetable leaves, too. She would take those home for dinner tonight.
Just as she left the market and was about to head home, a man and a woman appeared in front of her.
They blocked her way.
Fan Ting looked at the man before her, then at the woman beside him, and frowned deeply.
"What are you doing here?"
"Honey, I came to pick you up," the man said with a cheeky grin. He even tried to take her hand, but she shook him off without hesitation.
Still, his gesture, along with the other woman's indifference, reassured her a little.
The man was unshaven, and although he was approaching middle age, she could still