C1291 Young Master Ye's Maid 1213

Ding Yiyi's heart sank when she heard her words. There was only 1,000 yuan. It was difficult for her to feed herself, let alone give it to her father. It was so that he did not have to run around.

It was only ten o'clock and the sun was already very fierce. Ding Yiyi walked out of the building and the sun shone on her body. The people on the roadside all opened their umbrellas to avoid it