Shi Ling patted his face with the flat side of her knife, smiling for dear life, "Brother, why are you so confused? I'm your biological sister, and you actually don't recognize me? Even though you're a thief hated by everyone now, I'm still willing to recognize you as your sister. Aren't you touched?"

The young man in black robe trembled: "I dare not move, I dare not move..."

The stall owner felt a little sorry and said, "This child doesn't seem to be mentally normal. Just compensate me for the money spent on the cake and let this matter go."

Shi Ling pulled off the black-robed young man's belt and tied his hands, then returned the knife to the stall owner. He pressed the young man's head and apologized, then said, "Thank you, uncle. My brother deserves to be punished. How much is this cake?"

Shi Ling felt that this piece didn't look big. Even if the cake was expensive, one cut would cost a hundred yuan, so it shouldn't be more than a thousand yuan. He could help this bastard pay it back.

"Well, that's no big deal. I'll give you these cakes, but you have to compensate me for the cakes he knocked over on the ground in my car!" The stall owner pointed at the broken cakes on the ground, did the math, and said, "I'll round it up to a hundred thousand."

Shi Ling was about to say "I'll help him pay it back" but she swallowed it back instantly. This cake was really beyond her imagination. Without hesitation, she pushed the black-robed young man forward and said, "One hundred thousand yuan, let him work for you and pay it back slowly."

The young man in black robe: "..."

The stall owner originally thought that this pretty girl's dress and temperament looked like that of a rich person, and wanted to add a knife to the deal, but he didn't expect Shi Ling to directly blame the whole thing on the thief.

The stall owner said, "Since we're all from the same hometown, I'll give you a discount. Ten thousand yuan."

Shi Ling thought to herself, what a scoundrel! He's such a swindler, always trying to rip off his fellow villagers. But she remained righteous and said, "This isn't a question of money, it's a matter of principle. I need to teach this brat a lesson!"

But what the stall owner heard was: This is a matter of money.

He was about to lower the price again, but the phone rang with a payment notification:

"One hundred thousand yuan has arrived on WeChat."

Shi Ling and the stall owner were both in disbelief.

Yu Chen, who was holding a bowl of leftover oden, raised his phone to scan the payment page and said to the stall owner expressionlessly, "Here's the money."

The stall owner stared at Yu Chen with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a wealthy and foolish son of a landlord.

"Okay, thank you, fellow!"

After receiving the money, he was afraid that Yu Chen would go back on his word, so he didn't want any of the cakes and rode away on his tricycle.

Shi Ling was too late to stop him, so she could only turn around and glare at Yu Chen, feeling very disappointed. "Yu Chen, are you stupid? This is not the way to spend money! Earning money is also very hard!"

The black-robed young man echoed, "That's right! He's even more of a spendthrift than me!"

Shi Ling glanced at him with a cold gaze, "Shut up."

The young man in black robe shut up instantly.

"It's not hard. My father gave it to me and I have to spend it all before I return home."

Yu Chen was somewhat helpless, and showed Shi Ling the transfer record of the bank card that Si Ting had given him.

Shi Ling and the young man in black robe turned their heads to look. There was a moment of silence between them as they silently counted the numbers.

Eight-digit transfer.

Shi Ling suddenly looked at Yu Chen with deep affection, "Chen, does our father still need a daughter?"

Yu Chen was dazzled by Shi Ling's gaze and couldn't help laughing, "I don't lack a daughter. But if you want money, I can give it to you."

Shi Ling widened his eyes and looked at Yu Chen in disbelief. This look made Yu Chen panic in his heart, and he couldn't help but review what he had just said, wondering if he had revealed his secret thoughts.

Then Shi Ling said, "Yu Chen, I didn't expect that I treat you as a friend, but you actually want to be my father?"

Yu Chen: “…”