"I'm not leaving. I'll just stop for a while." Seeing the man looking over, Ye Chu added.

Xiao Beichen looked at her for two seconds, then looked at the driver.

The driver immediately pulled over.

Ye Chu trotted towards the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.

Xiao Beichen narrowed his eyes, and when he saw her coming out of the bank with a small suitcase, he felt unhappy. When

Ye Chu got back into the car again, she sensed the man's unhappy aura, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty and sad.

But she still decisively put the suitcase on his lap, lowered her eyes and said, "One million, I'll return it to you."

The atmosphere of death instantly filled the car.

The driver's forehead was sweating.

Ye Chu was naturally panicked, but he was determined and just lowered his eyes and endured the man's pressure without saying a word.

Anyway, the money had been taken out and placed on his lap, so he couldn't refuse it even if he wanted to.

There was a long silence.

Ye Chu felt that he would probably suffocate to death if he continued like this, so he mustered up the courage to say goodbye and get out of the car.

But unexpectedly, the man moved.

He opened the car door, and in Ye Chu's dazed vision, he held the suitcase -

"Don't throw it away! That's one million!" Ye Chu was shocked and reached out to grab his sleeve.

The man gave her a cold look and got out

of the car indifferently. Ye Chu's sharp eyes saw a trash can on the street not far away, and he got out of the car with a pained and panicked look.

Who knew that his target was not the trash can, but stopped on the stone steps of the flower bed on the street.

Ye Chu stood stupidly two steps away from him and watched.

"Pang."

The suitcase fell on the stone steps.

Xiao Beichen opened the suitcase coldly and looked towards the driver.

The driver immediately got out of the car and trotted over.

"Master, please give me your orders."

"Do you have a lighter?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The driver quickly took out a lighter and handed it to Xiao Beichen respectfully.

An uncertain premonition suddenly rose in Ye Chu's heart.

The next second, the lighter was pressed by the man, and the flame burned slowly.

Ye Chu couldn't believe it.

The man slowly moved the lighter towards the suitcase.

"Stop!" Ye Chu shouted, and ran to him with a throbbing heart, stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist tightly, his beautiful eyes widened.

"What are you going to do? Burn the money?! This is one million!"

"Oh? This is what you are returning to me, right?"

"...Yes."

"Then I burn it, is there a problem?"

Ye Chu was stunned.

Xiao Beichen glanced at her meaningfully and nonchalantly, and continued to move his big hand holding the lighter towards the suitcase.

Watching, the flame was only a palm away from the money.

"Don't burn it! I won't return it!" Ye Chu cried out, his eyebrows throbbing and still painful.

"How can I do that? You are so sincere about returning the money, I don't want to feel guilty."

The lighter moved another centimeter towards the money.

"Huh!" Ye Chu puffed up his cheeks to help blow out the flame of the lighter, and his slender hand tightened his grip on his wrist, almost reaching out to grab the lighter.

"Click." Xiao Beichen lit the lighter again. Ye Chu stretched out her mouth to blow it again. When President Xiao raised his hand, she blew nothing. The flame burned strongly against the breeze.

"President Xiao, please stay calm. Don't shake your hands."

"Do you want to pay back the money?"

"No, no!"

"Are you sure?"

"Very sure! The one who pays back is your grandson!"

The flame of the lighter went out.

Ye Chu's clenched heart finally relaxed. She sighed as if she had survived a disaster, and then looked at the prodigal son looking up at Xiao Beichen.

Xiao Beichen was much taller than her. He looked down at her with unfathomable eyes.

Ye Chu: "..."

Well, she was successfully tricked!

In this world, is it so difficult to pay back a debt?