Qiao Zhen can now conclude that He Zhao's unsolicited kindness is either malicious or thieving.

She shamelessly said, "What is a partner? Compensating your partner won't do any good. You might as well compensate me with money. I can use my wallet to support many gigolos."

“Me?” He Zhao smiled. “What do you think of me? I have both a good reputation and a good price.”

Qiao Zhen asked him eagerly, "Can I use your money to support a gigolo?"

"……cannot."

"Oh." She rolled her eyes and continued watching the web series on her laptop with a disdainful look.

He Zhao asked, "Where did this come from?"

Qiao Zhen: "I found it in the room."

“Oh,” He Zhao replied indifferently.

Qiao Zhen laughed and cursed, "Idiot."

Her eyes were curved in a smile, and even though her eyes were still a little swollen, He Zhao found her very pleasing to the eye. "Since it's something your He family owes me, then I won't hold it against you. Let's call it even."

He Zhao looked at Qiao Zhen with deep affection, "No, I have loved you for eight years."

Qiao Zhen looked at He Zhao with a blank expression, but in reality she was very shocked. Why was this shameless and quick-changing man the chosen one?

He Zhao grasped Qiao Zhen's hands. "I've always had feelings for you. Back then, I thought we were related by blood, so I restrained myself. Even when you came back, I didn't go to see you. I thought if you were any more miserable or down on your luck, I would ask myself, 'Why should someone like you be worthy of my affection?'"

"But later I found out that we are not related by blood, so I couldn't help but come to find you. I didn't know you were having such a hard time. I originally wanted you to make up for those debts of gratitude with yourself, but it is the He family that owes you. This is great. I want to make it up to you with myself!"