The burdens of life seemed to suddenly weigh down on her shoulders, and at this moment she felt even more despair and helplessness than her husband!
Watching Ogre's wife cry there, the journalist suddenly felt that perhaps offering her this choice wasn't harming her, but saving her.
If their family were truly desperate, maybe they really might do as the Chief Editor said and find a place to jump off.
Thinking of this, the journalist pursed his lips, "Ma'am, there's actually a job that doesn't require any experience or qualifications, and the income is very high."
The woman raised her head, wiping her tears and looking at the journalist. She even walked over and grabbed the journalist's arm, urgently asking, "What is it?"
The journalist opened his mouth, the words on the tip of his tongue, but they weren't easy to say.
"Please, you must tell me, I'm begging you!"
The journalist took a deep breath, "Street walking."
