Zhang Xiaoman

A young man sat listlessly in the car. His cheekbones, sharp as a knife, looked somewhat pale, but they couldn't hide the glint of ambition in his eyes, revealing an extraordinary spirit.,In his past life, his family wasn't considered a wealthy one, but his father owned a house in the county town, had a car, and even had several hundred thousand yuan in savings. It was considered a relatively affluent family. Furthermore, they also had a small renovation company at home. It could be said that no matter what, he lived a comparatively comfortable life.,He became a cripple who couldn't even live independently. His father spent all their savings trying to cure him, selling everything they owned, including their car and house, and eventually ended up scavenging for garbage just to survive.。