"This...this isn't a good idea, is it?" He Ziqian was tempted; he was just feeling poor!

"It's nothing, considering you helped me today, I'll lend it to you!" Zhang Juan, the generous woman, asked, "How much do you want to borrow?"

"Five...five yuan!" He Ziqian asked for a large sum of money.

Zhang Juan: "......"

"Are you sure?" These days, there are still people who borrow five yuan.

I thought it was 50,000!

To my surprise, he only lent me five yuan.

"Well, I've invested all my money in the stock market, and I only have two yuan on me. Lend me five yuan so I can buy some medicine to apply to your face. A woman's face can't be hurt; she has to look beautiful!"

He Tingchuan made a series of witty remarks, and Zhang Juan's eyes softened. Her heart softened, her nose stung, and she felt like crying.

This person actually cares whether her face is injured.

I only lent her money to buy her medicine.

Zhang Juan took out five yuan: "Take it, I'll wait for you here. Be careful, don't let that man see you."

He Ziqian nodded, took the money, and went to buy medicine.

Once Zhang Juan, who was left in the room, was sure that Yun Jin had left, she quickly opened the luggage bag that Yun Jin had left with He Ziqian and searched every corner. All she found were old clothes and new clothes.

My documents and such are not here.

There was nothing else of value.

Having found nothing, Zhang Juan hurriedly returned the belongings to their rightful owner, put the luggage bag away, and tidied herself up when He Ziqian returned, waiting to extract information from him.

He Ziqian returned with the medicine and, not seeing the fierce man, knocked on the door with peace of mind.

Zhang Juan opened the door wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing her exposed skin, He Ziqian was so frightened that he backed away: "You, you, you... you should put your clothes on quickly."

"My clothes are dirty," Zhang Juan said innocently.

He Ziqian took out clothes from his luggage bag: "These are mine. Go put them on quickly, otherwise I can't stay with you."

This was the first time Zhang Juan had encountered such an unromantic man. She snorted, grabbed He Ziqian's clothes, and started changing in front of him. He Ziqian was so frightened that he covered his eyes and leaned against the door, not daring to look.

Zhang Juan looked at He Ziqian, who hadn't peeked at all the time and was blushing like a boiled shrimp, and cursed him inwardly as an idiot and useless.

He was completely unmoved by such a beautiful woman with a great figure.

After she changed her clothes, she tossed her curly hair and sat on the bed: "I'm all better now, come and apply the medicine for me!"

He Ziqian waved his hand: "You go yourself."

Zhang Juan retorted irritably, "What are you afraid of? Do you think I'll eat you? You said you'd buy me medicine. If you don't, I won't use it. Anyway, it's my face that's hurt."

He Ziqian: "......"

He took the medicine, smeared it on her bruised cheekbones, corners of her mouth, and forehead, and applied it. It hurt a little, and Zhang Juan groaned softly. Any normal man would have thought something was off if he heard that.

He Ziqian was the same; his back was stiff, he dared not breathe, and he subconsciously swallowed.

Zhang Juan, taking advantage of the act of applying medicine, suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged He Ziqian, saying, "Don't push me away, let me hug you. You're still the first person who's been so nice to me since I came to Gangcheng!"

“It’s been so long since anyone has treated me like this. I thought I was never worthy of a man’s appreciation in this lifetime.”

He Ziqian felt like his bones were melting. Looking at the woman burying her face in his arms and pouring out her heart, he felt a pang of sadness and bitterness. He wanted to push her away but couldn't, and he wanted to say a few words of comfort but didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she was about to win over He Ziqian, Zhang Juan smirked triumphantly: "Brother Ziqian, I've made up my mind. When you go back, I'll go back too. I'll go to Beijing with you, okay?"

He Ziqian asked, "What about your son?"

"We'll leave him at the orphanage and visit him again when we have the chance."

"This...this isn't right!" He Ziqian was dissatisfied with her decision to abandon the child.

Zhang Juan looked at him with pleading eyes and a pitiful expression, asking, "Brother Ziqian, would you be willing to let me take the child and go back to Beijing with you?"

"Huh, with me?" He Ziqian was dumbfounded: "Are you sure?"

Zhang Juan nodded: "I know you think I'm too dirty. If you don't want to, then forget it. My child and I will just fend for ourselves here. Anyway, no man in this world will care about us."

He Ziqian was speechless: "Let me think about it."

Zhang Juan continued, "Brother Ziqian, don't worry about money. I've saved some money over the past two years, about 50,000 to 60,000 yuan. That should be enough to support my son and me in Beijing."

Upon hearing that it was fifty or sixty thousand, He Ziqian raised an eyebrow. No wonder she was willing to do this; it was much more than the few dozen yuan he earned by working himself to the bone.

"Brother Ziqian, I know you can't accept it right now, but I'll wait for you. I promise to be a good wife and mother from now on," Zhang Juan said, hugging He Ziqian.

He Ziqian nodded. What could he do? They had offered themselves up.

Besides, doesn't he have to go fishing?

If we don't agree and they get angry and leave, who knows what other tricks they might have up their sleeves.

That night, Zhang Juan stayed at He Ziqian's place, and He Ziqian did nothing.

If Zhang Juan hadn't seen his tent, she would have really thought this person wasn't a man!

It turns out they weren't useless, they were just good at enduring.

She gave a mocking smile, then lay down peacefully. Since they were already sharing a bed, she'd see how long he could hold out.

When He Ziqian brought food to Yun Jin and the others, he noticed an injury on Yun Jin's face. Yun Jin asked, "What happened to the injury?"

He Ziqian didn't hide anything and explained the matter.

Yun Jin: "Are you all asleep?"

He Ziqian waved his hands repeatedly to deny it: "No, no, I didn't sleep. I know it was just an act."

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