Chapter 559: Others Aren't Bad

Han Qi curled his lips.

“Taking Bo Yanqing’s money to give to me, are you really willing to insult me like that?”

Nan Jiaojiao furrowed her brows.

“It’s my own.”

“What!”

Han Qi stopped joking and looked Nan Jiaojiao up and down several times, utterly unable to figure out how a sophomore could hand out millions so easily.

If it wasn’t Bo Yanqing’s money, it must still be money given to her by Bo Yanqing, right?

Just as he thought this, Nan Jiaojiao’s next words threw cold water on him, “I’ve never used his money.”

Han Qi was momentarily speechless.

“Then what are you following him for?”

For face, for the body.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t say it out loud.

She didn’t want to hurt Han Qi, especially since they were out in public, where she was quite a proper person.

“Is it enough?” she asked.

Han Qi was stunned for a moment but then realized she was asking if the money was enough.

He almost laughed out of exasperation, “If I say it isn’t enough, would you really give more?”

Nan Jiaojiao bowed her head and operated her phone for a while.

“I’ve transferred it to Yaen Chi, he’ll give it to you,” she said.

After speaking, Nan Jiaojiao took Ye Wanting and left.

Han Qi was petrified.

Early in the morning, he hadn’t even fully opened his eyes yet, his mind filled with rosy fantasies.

Surely he was the hero who saved the beauty, and Jiaojiao must have stayed up all night worrying about him.

But fantasies are always beautiful.

When Yaen Chi kicked open the door and contemptuously placed a bowl of millet porridge on the bedside like feeding a dog, his fantasy shattered.

Not only had the money been transferred from Nan Jiaojiao to Yaen Chi—Yaen Chi had then given it to him with a side of sarcastic humiliation.

That girl had blocked all his contact methods!

The phone “dinged” as Yaen Chi sent him a sum of money; the string of zeros looked quite pleasant.

Yaen Chi followed up with a teasing comment, “Cause more trouble, and there’ll be more.”

Han Qi took a deep breath and fiercely tapped the screen, replying with a very stinging comment.

Yaen Chi replied instantly, and he did too; back and forth, they started squabbling.

By the time he thought of stopping Nan Jiaojiao, she had long disappeared.

Nan Jiaojiao and Ye Wanting took a taxi, and had already traveled a good distance.

Ye Wanting, worried Han Qi might follow them, kept looking back, still feeling apprehensive.

“Jiaojiao, that was Young Master Han, wasn’t it?”

She worked at Minglun and had heard of Han Qi, a notorious playboy, and worried about Nan Jiaojiao associating with such people.

“Jiaojiao, Third Master Bo is really nice.

You’re so sweet—next time someone…

bothers you, just ignore them.

People outside are much more complicated than those in our university.

It’s always good to be cautious.”

Nan Jiaojiao found it amusing yet also obvious.

She knew all too well how complicated people could be.

“No worries, he isn’t bad.”

Ye Wanting wanted to tell Nan Jiaojiao how licentious the behaviors of those rich second generations were in private, having seen much at Minglun, but feared she might frighten Jiaojiao, so she softened her tone, “Still, it’s better to keep away.”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled and gently tousled her hair.

By the time they reached the restaurant, Lu Zhenzhen had already arrived.

The young lady didn’t even need to queue; she simply used money to swap with someone else for a private room.

After they had eaten, they went together to Minglun.

Yaen Chi had organized the event, not inviting outsiders, and had also called Mo Tingshen.

“Not going.”

Yaen Chi: “It’s just like having a knife stabbed in the chest, and my arm was pierced through, but I’m still free to move.”

“I am not like you,” replied Mo Tingshen.

When Mo Tingshen had received the call, he was in the master bedroom’s bathroom, the tap running hot water, with a freshly unwrapped towel placed beside it.

He replied with a calm face, coldly sending back a few words: “I cherish life.”