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After Qin Wan finished speaking, Qiao Muzhi fell into a long silence.

What Mingchen did is something most men simply couldn't do.

His appearance coincided with Qin Wan's most vulnerable moment, when she was already easily taken advantage of. Coupled with Ming Chen's thoughtfulness and meticulous care...

Let alone spending hundreds of thousands on gifts, she's probably opened her heart to Mingchen.

Thinking of this, a sense of irritation swept through Qiao Muzhi's heart.

"You like him."

Qiao Muzhi spoke, his tone resolute.

Qin Wan remained silent, her red lips slightly pursed, neither admitting nor denying.

Qiao Muzhi stared at her for a few seconds before looking away, then suddenly stood up, turned around, and left without looking back.

Watching Qiao Muzhi's departing figure, Qin Wan hesitated for a second, but ultimately did not chase after him.

Little did they expect that Qiao Muzhi would never return after leaving...

The second period...

Lunch, afternoon nap...

The afternoon's classes are over.

School was over, but Qiao Muzhi's seat was still empty, with no one in sight.

Qin Wan stared blankly at his location for several seconds before finally picking up her phone to send him a WeChat message.

Qin Wan: Where did you go?

...

The WeChat message was sent, but Qiao Muzhi did not reply for a long time.

Qin Wan sat in the classroom for a while longer until all the students left before she got up to pack her things and leave.

At the school gate.

Qin Wan had just stepped out of the school gate when she turned around and glanced at the vast campus behind her, her expression dazed.

Just as she lowered her head and walked dejectedly toward the roadside...

The sound of a horn beeping rang out behind him.

Qin Wan quickly turned around and looked at Qiao Muzhi, who had appeared behind her at some point, with a look of surprise and delight.

"Aren't you home yet?"

Qiao Muzhi glanced at her indifferently and said in an icy tone, "You're blocking my way."

Qin Wan didn't move aside, but stepped forward and looked at him expectantly, "Are you angry?"

Qiao Muzhi glanced at her indifferently, said nothing, and honked the horn again.

"Get out of the way!"

"I want to go home."

“I don’t like him.” Qin Wan’s words struck a nerve.

Qiao Muzhi's hand, which was about to press the horn for the third time, suddenly froze.

His eyes flickered, and he slightly raised his chin, giving her a haughty sidelong glance.

"What did you just say? It's too noisy, I didn't hear you."

Qin Wan's lips curled slightly. "I don't like him."

Qiao Muzhi's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he glanced at Qin Wan with feigned indifference, "Whether you like him or not is none of my business."

As he spoke, Qiao Muzhi glared at her again, "Get out of the way, I want to go home."

Qin Wan obediently took two steps to the side, making way for him, and continued to explain.

"I just depend on him..."

"My parents are very, very good to me..."

"After they left, it felt like my world collapsed all at once..."

Qiao Muzhi understood the simple words.

He shifted his grip on the accelerator, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned to look at Qin Wan.

"What are you still standing there for?" Qiao Muzhi frowned and glared at her.

Qin Wan looked slightly puzzled, as if she didn't understand what he meant.

"What? You're planning to walk home?" Qiao Muzhi was annoyed by her "slow" reaction, and his face turned slightly ugly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Wan's face lit up with joy. She quickly stepped forward and sat in the back seat of the car, tightly embracing Qiao Muzhi's strong waist with both hands.

"Thank you for your help, Qiao Muzhi," Qin Wan said politely.

Qiao Muzhi gave a light "humph," revved the engine, and the motorcycle shot off in a flash...

Outside Qin Wan's apartment.

Qiao Muzhi stopped the car, shook his hand, and nudged Qin Wan behind him with his elbow.

"get off."

Qin Wan looked up at the apartment in front of her, a faint look of reluctance in her eyes.

"...So fast." She muttered to herself.

Qiao Muzhi's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He glanced at Qin Wan indifferently, snorted softly, and drove off without looking back.

Just as Qin Wan was about to go upstairs, the "boom boom boom" of the oil pipe rang out again...

Qin Wan turned around in surprise, looking at Qiao Muzhi who had returned, with a faint look of delight on her face.

"Why are you back again?"

Qiao Muzhi glanced at her indifferently and said, "Send me a message when you get home."

Upon hearing this, Qin Wan smiled and nodded obediently.

"good."

Seeing how obedient she was, Qiao Muzhi's expression softened.

He was about to leave when he seemed to remember something, his body stiffened, and he turned to look at Qin Wan again.

"Is there anything else?" Qin Wan asked him curiously.

"..." Qiao Muzhi pursed his thin lips, paused for a moment, and said, "If that man bothers you again, just tell me and I'll handle it."

Qin Wan smiled, her gaze towards Qiao Muzhi filled with tenderness and trust.

"good."

"Thank you."

"It's so kind of you."

Seeing her so polite, the awkwardness on Qiao Muzhi's face faded slightly, and a faint look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

She's sensible, I suppose.

He still has some brains.

Being able to distinguish between good and bad.

Knowing whose advice to follow.

As he thought about it, Qiao Muzhi's lips curled up slightly, and he felt very happy.

[Qiao Muzhi's favorability increased by 2, current favorability is 54.]

"Go back and rest early."

"I'm leaving."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After saying goodbye, Qiao Muzhi glanced at Qin Wan with satisfaction, then accelerated and drove away.

Watching him leave, Qin Wan's red lips curved slightly, her eyes filled with a look of pleasure and smugness.

Mingchen is quite useful.

We can keep it for now and make good use of its remaining value.

After all, he took so much money from the original owner. Even though nothing has happened in this life, what he did to the original owner in his previous life was utterly inhumane.

She doesn't need to be soft-hearted towards such a scumbag.

Thinking of this, Qin Wan took out her phone and glanced at it; there were a bunch of unread new messages on WeChat.

Some were sent by Mingchen, and some were sent by Mingchen's fans...

After a casual glance, Qin Wan didn't take it to heart.

After arriving home, Qin Wan sent a message to Qiao Muzhi to let him know that she had arrived home.

Qiao Muzhi seemed to still be riding his bike and didn't reply to her immediately.

Qin Wan wasn't in a hurry, but instead opened a live streaming app and wandered around.

I glanced at the original owner's account balance...

There are also diamonds worth over five million, which translates to about 500,000 RMB...

Qin Wan pinched her brow, feeling a headache coming on. She was indeed a rich girl, oblivious to the hardships of life.

Even though this amount of money is nothing to the Qin family.

After wandering around for a while and spending several thousand yuan on a streamer that Mingchen was familiar with, Qin Wan smiled contentedly as she watched the constant stream of messages popping up on WeChat.

You can't even handle a few thousand dollars?

Can't hold back any longer?

Thinking of this, Qin Wan left the live stream and returned to WeChat. Looking at the messages sent by Mingchen's fans, the corners of her mouth curved upwards even more.

They really are... impatient.

Possessive, jealous, and scheming.

[Mingchen's little fangirl: Is Sister Wanwan there?]

[Mingchen's little fangirl: Sister Wanwan, can I ask you for a favor?]

[Mingchen's little fangirl: Sister Wanwan, please...]