Chapter 9 The Money Never Taken

The instant the words fell, I thought I saw a tear drop onto the floor.

Qin Zhimin lifted his eyes and looked straight at me. Both eyes were red.

"Song Sheng, you're truly cruel.

"Cruel to me, and even crueler to yourself."

While I was stunned, Qin Zhimin strode forward and pulled me into his arms.

An embrace after six years was still as warm as I remembered.

"Song Sheng, you had nothing left. Why didn't you come find me? Why didn't you tell me?"

Find him.

It wasn't that I had never thought of it. On countless lonely nights, every time a customer made things hard for me, every time I couldn't pay rent and got driven out.

I had really wanted someone to talk to.

But the person I thought about day and night, the Qin Zhimin I had pushed away with my own hands, was on the other side of the ocean.

I didn't even have his new contact.

Years of missing him had turned into an obsession.

That was why I went to the first class reunion after he returned.

I wanted to see him once more, and leave no regret.

"There's nothing worth saying."

I pushed Qin Zhimin away. "I'm doing pretty well now."

"You call this well?"

Qin Zhimin gave an angry laugh.

"Song Sheng, tell me. If I hadn't come just now, what were you going to do? Let him touch you?"

"Qin Zhimin, do you think you're some savior?"

I suddenly got angry.

Qin Zhimin went still.

Seeing that, I let out a breath.

"You should go. If my boyfriend comes over later and sees this, he'll misunderstand."

At those words, Qin Zhimin's expression gained a trace of amusement.

He took out his phone, tapped a few times, then held it up in front of my eyes.

"You mean that kid who ran away from home after fighting with his family? If so, you don't need to worry. He's already gone home."

On the screenshot, Qin Zhimin had transferred one hundred thousand to the other person.

And the payee's profile picture was identical to Feng Yi's.

I was speechless.

Inwardly, I cursed Feng Yi for going weak at the sight of money.

"All right. No need to worry now."

Qin Zhimin put the phone away.

My eyes darkened for an instant. I asked him,

"I admit it. I really don't have a boyfriend. But what about you?

"Qin Zhimin, acting like this now, have you considered Jiang Qingyao?"

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