Since Qiao Muzhi became her new neighbor, the two of them have been going to and from school together every day.

Even for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, Qiao Muzhi would drag her along...

Even when he occasionally goes out to karaoke or bars, he doesn't let Qin Wan go. Except for when he's sleeping at night, he keeps an eye on Qin Wan almost all the time.

Because of him, Mingchen has never been able to find an opportunity to get close to Qin Wan.

But Qin Wan still receives text messages from different numbers every day...

Wan'er, Mom and Dad miss you...

Wan'er, do you miss your mom and dad?

【Wan'er, your birthday is coming soon...】

Wan'er, Mom and Dad miss you so much...

【Wan'er, Mom and Dad are so cold down there...】

Wan'er, are you lonely at home all by yourself?

For the first two days, Qiao Muzhi patiently deleted the text messages and blocked the number.

On the third day, seeing Qin Wan's emotions, which she had finally managed to calm down, gradually spiral out of control, Qiao Muzhi became completely enraged.

Ignoring Qin Wan's wishes, they forcefully took her phone and changed her number.

Qiao Muzhi first had someone find Mingchen's location, then dragged Qin Wan all the way to Mingchen's house.

"Bang!"

"Clang!"

"Crackling and popping!"

The sounds of heavy objects hitting the ground, glass shattering, and Mingchen's screams were all mixed together in a chaotic cacophony.

"Wanwan, save me..."

Throughout the beating Qiao Muzhi was giving him, Mingchen endured the pain and looked towards Qin Wan with a pained expression.

He looked at Qin Wan with expectant and pleading eyes...

“Wanwan…”

Before Qin Wan could even speak, Qiao Muzhi stepped on Ming Chen's back with one foot, turned around and glared fiercely at Qin Wan.

"Stand right there and don't come any closer!"

To avoid accidental injury!

Qin Wan looked at Qiao Muzhi with concern in her eyes, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Muzhi pursed his thin lips slightly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Mingchen: "???"

"Wanwan?"

Mingchen looked at Qin Wan with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe she would say such a thing.

Qin Wan glanced at him expressionlessly. "You don't need to look at me like that. You do the first thing, and I'll do the fifteenth."

"You should have expected this outcome when you sent me those text messages."

Upon hearing Qin Wan's words, Ming Chen continued to feign innocence, looking at Qin Wan with a blank expression.

"Wanwan, I don't understand what you're saying."

"What text message?"

"I've been staying home recovering these past few days, and I haven't received any text messages at all."

Mingchen looked at Qin Wan with a hurt expression, as if he had been slandered and distrusted.

Seeing Mingchen's stubborn look, Qin Wan lowered her eyes and said softly.

Did I tell you?

"What?" Mingchen was taken aback.

"I haven't told anyone about that except you..."

...

...

...

As soon as Qin Wan said this, the large room fell into a deathly silence.

“…How could this be…How is this possible?” Mingchen murmured.

“So, besides you, there is no one else,” Qin Wan said again.

This time, Mingchen fell completely silent.

His dark eyes stared intently at Qin Wan, his expression complex.

"Did you... ever truly love me?"

Qin Wan remained indifferent, allowing Mingchen to scrutinize her without offering a reply.

Watching the two of them staring at each other and exchanging glances as if no one else was around, Qiao Muzhi felt a surge of anger.

She kicked Mingchen hard in the shoulder, knocking him over so he could no longer look at Qin Wan...

Do you really like it?

She didn't know.

But the original owner had genuinely trusted and relied on him.

She was also incredibly kind and devoted to Mingchen.

Even though the original owner was not short of money, they only met online. Knowing that he was a streamer and that he was only nice to her to make money, the original owner still believed him without hesitation.

Both of them got what they wanted.

She needs Mingchen's care and companionship, and Mingchen needs her money.

Unfortunately, Mingchen's appetite was too big; he wanted too much...

"I want to go home."

Qin Wan suddenly said.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Muzhi paused in his beating of Mingchen and turned to look at her.

Seeing her dejected expression, Qiao Muzhi pursed his thin lips, seemingly displeased that she was still heartbroken over such a scumbag as Mingchen.

Noticing his displeasure, Qin Wan stepped forward and took his hand.

"You must be tired after playing for so long."

Mingchen: "???"

Upon hearing this, the displeasure in Qiao Muzhi's eyes faded slightly, his tense lips relaxed, and the corners of his lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

"Let's go home."

Qiao Muzhi glanced at her and noticed the weariness in her eyes. It was rare for him, a typical straight man, to show concern for someone.

"Tired?"

"A little." Qin Wan nodded slightly.

"Let's go." Qiao Muzhi grabbed Qin Wan's hand and left Mingchen's house.

Mingchen struggled to his feet, only to find that while Qiao Muzhi and Qin Wan had left, the bodyguards and lawyers Qiao Muzhi had brought with him remained.

Mingchen frowned, staring at the group with a grim expression.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The lawyer brought by Qiao Muzhi smiled politely at Ming Chen, "Young Master Qiao has already called the police, and they will be here soon."

"Regarding Mr. Ming's alleged fraud and intimidation, the police will investigate thoroughly and give you a clear answer."

Upon hearing the lawyer's words, Mingchen's face turned deathly pale.

Fraud and intimidation!

Fraud is one thing, but with a live streaming platform, he and Qin Wan were essentially willing participants.

He never borrowed money from Qin Wan; he simply used his pitiful behavior and his devotion to Qin Wan to subtly get her to send him gifts.

However, there is indeed concrete evidence of intimidation...

The text messages he sent to Qin Wan cannot withstand scrutiny or investigation.

Even if the numbers are different.

But the person who bought and used those numbers was him.

Once the police get involved, he will no longer be able to hide.

Thinking of this, Mingchen's face became solemn and grim.

He frantically picked up his phone from the ground and, with trembling hands, called Qin Wan...

However, Qiao Muzhi had already blocked him.

Furthermore, Qin Wan's phone card is in Qiao Muzhi's hands. No matter how many numbers he changes or how many calls he makes, the person who answers the phone will never be Qin Wan.

And so, filled with resentment and hatred, Mingchen was taken away by the police.

To cooperate with the investigation, Qin Wan and Qiao Muzhi went to the police station, submitted relevant evidence, and gave statements.

As they left the police station, under the dim streetlights, Qin Wan stared blankly at Qiao Muzhi beside her, lost in thought…

"What's wrong?"

As Qiao Muzhi sat on the motorcycle, holding his helmet and about to put it on, he noticed Qin Wan's "intense" gaze. His expression showed a hint of confusion and suspicion, as well as an undisguised concern in his eyes.

"Qiao Muzhi..."

"Hmm?" Qiao Muzhi raised an eyebrow, looking at her strangely.

"Why...why are you so good to me?" Qin Wan suddenly asked.

Qiao Muzhi was taken aback. He subconsciously wanted to deny it, but the words just wouldn't come out.

Yes.

He was good to Qin Wan, even exceptionally good...

It was so good that even he himself hadn't expected it, and he found it unbelievable...