Throughout the entire process of Chapter 369, the young master was locked up, and Uncle Chen did not appear.

Zi Xi stood under the porch for a few seconds, then ran back to her electric scooter with the waterproof bag in her arms.

The rain was still pouring down, but she didn't care. She hurriedly stuffed the waterproof bag into the gap in the insulated box, started the electric scooter, and drove away from the Gu residence.

The road down the mountain was flooded due to the slope, and Zi Xi carefully controlled the car's speed, but her mind was entirely on that mysterious waterproof bag.

She was really curious; it was so heavy, what was inside?

Having finally found a bus stop where she could take shelter from the rain, she stopped the bus and eagerly opened the waterproof bag.

Then Zi Xi was completely stunned.

The bag didn't contain the delicate pastries Zi Xi had imagined, nor any books, and it didn't even have any packaging.

Cash only.

Stacks of brand-new 100-yuan bills were neatly stacked in waterproof bags and tied with bank-specific paper tape.

She counted with trembling hands; there were five stacks in total, each stack containing one hundred bills, totaling fifty thousand yuan.

Zi Xi gasped, zipped up the waterproof bag, and her heart pounded wildly.

It even felt like I had just robbed a bank.

Fifty thousand yuan is equivalent to her income from delivering food for more than half a year.

And that person just casually gave that money to her, a delivery worker who was soaking wet.

Zi Xi didn't feel like it was charity at all. The boy's eyes were very clear, and he was probably just rewarding her for protecting the cake.

It's just that the compensation is quite high.

"Was that cake really that delicious?"

"Or is it that the rewards for the wealthy are so simple and unpretentious?"

Zi Xi sat on the electric scooter, gazing at the torrential rain outside, her mind wandering.

However, this money meant she could do so many things.

This will at least cover my mother's medical expenses for the next course of treatment, and also cover her tuition for the next semester.

You could even let her rent a private room with better sunlight.

Zi Xi smiled as she looked at the rain, her eyes crinkling. She slowly zipped up the waterproof bag and stuffed it back into the insulated box.

She decided to plan the money carefully and find another opportunity to thank the boy who had offered her help in her time of need.

But she will return the money in full the next time she delivers a cake, if it turns out to be a misunderstanding by the child as a thank you.

Even though the money wasn't hers, knowing that there was a sum of money there to save her life still gave Zi Xi a strange sense of peace.

The torrential rain lasted for the entire afternoon.

After delivering the remaining orders, Zixi ended her workday early.

Back in her shared apartment, she carefully hid the waterproof bag in her suitcase under the bed, deciding to wait until she asked Uncle Chen about it later.

She took out her ledger and only recorded the basic delivery fee and tip in today's income column.

Then, in the blank space, she gently drew a cartoon cake and the silhouette of a boy standing under the porch.

"Cake..."

Zi Xi's stomach rumbled, and she realized she hadn't eaten dinner.

Walking into the shared kitchen, she habitually took out the cheapest bag of noodles, turned around and took out an egg and some greens from the refrigerator, deciding to splurge on herself a bowl of egg and vegetable noodles today.

After drinking the hot soup, my body warmed up, and my thoughts seemed to become a little more active as well.

After clearing away the dishes, Zi Xi took out the old tablet computer with a cracked screen.

This is a second-hand tablet that her mother bought for her with the money she saved by scrimping and saving when she was admitted to university. It is now old and worn out.

She connected to the intermittent Wi-Fi and swiped her finger across the dusty screen.