Chapter 3: Not even as good as a passerby
Xu Yueqing's mind was a little blank.
The amount on the order was 16,300, which was exactly the same amount she had paid in the morning.
Xu Yueqing has accepted that Jiang Chejin never loved her from the beginning to the end, and was just deliberately taking revenge on her. She also accepts that this relationship is a sad joke.
But what she didn't expect was that he would use her money to order flowers for his sweetheart.
Xu Yueqing walked numbly towards the box on the second floor. The large bouquet of roses in her arms was pure white, making her look even more disheveled and dirty.
When she reached the door, she saw Jiang Chejin sitting on the sofa with an anxious expression, glancing at his phone screen from time to time.
She looked at the dishes on the table and the gifts carefully stacked on the cabinet, and twitched her lips in self-mockery.
After all, Xu Yingluo and she are "sisters" in name only. Even if they hate each other, they still have WeChat accounts.
So Xu Yueqing had seen those gifts in her circle of friends.
A ruby necklace that was snatched up at auction, a pair of limited-edition high heels I've wanted for a long time but can't reserve, a handmade crocodile leather bag by a master that someone once mentioned they loved...
Jiang Chejin got whatever she said, no matter how much it was worth.
When Xu Yueqing thought about the gift he gave her, she felt even more like a clown.
The handwritten greeting card, the small cake she had mentioned wanting to eat several times, the lucky stars folded by hand, the hairpins that cost 9.9 yuan for three - even the longevity noodles he cooked, were all taken as surprises by her, and she was touched for a long time.
There were people around her who said that these gifts were cheap and perfunctory, but at that time she stubbornly felt that as long as the thought was there, it was enough and the price of the gift was not important.
Now she suddenly realized that feelings and price are not contradictory. If you really love someone, you can give them money or energy.
There were quite a few people in the box, all of them pampered young men. Seeing Jiang Chejin's absent-minded look, they all teased him, "Ajin, Luoluo said she'd go home and say hello to her parents before coming here. You can't even wait for a moment?"
Jiang Chejin pursed his lips, his expression looking a little unhappy, and he wasn't in the mood to reply to them.
He had just ordered the flowers in a hurry and forgot to change the payment method, and accidentally used the intimate payment that Xu Yueqing had opened for him.
Didn't she say she had no money? Why was there still over 10,000 yuan in her card?
It had been almost an hour since the payment was successful, and she hadn't called to ask. He had prepared all the explanations and excuses, but he had nowhere to say them.
Did something happen and I didn't notice the reminder, or is there another reason?
It was also at this time that the people at the door noticed Xu Yueqing holding flowers.
"Brother Jiang, the flowers you ordered have arrived."
Jiang Chejin subconsciously looked up and saw a thin figure with a bleeding calf and a dirty body, holding a huge bouquet of flowers.
He felt that the figure was inexplicably familiar. He frowned and stood up to see her clearly, but his cell phone suddenly rang.
Seeing the familiar number on the screen, Jiang Chejin quickly picked up the phone, his tone becoming much gentler: "Luo Luo? Have you arrived at the hotel?"
On the other end of the phone, Xu Yingluo smiled and said, "Yes, I brought you a gift."
Jiang Chejin raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll come out to pick you up right away."
After hanging up the phone, he stood up and walked to the door of the private room, reaching out to take the flowers from Xu Yueqing's hand: "Thank you, you've worked hard."
Xu Yueqing lowered his head, his fingers trembling slightly, and turned to leave.
Jiang Chejin suddenly called her: "Wait a moment."
He took out a wad of cash from his wallet and stuffed it into Xu Yueqing's hand: "You got injured because you were in a hurry, right? These are your medical expenses. Go to the hospital and get treated."
Xu Yueqing clutched the wad of money, her knuckles pale, and looked up at Jiang Chejin holding the flowers as he walked towards the hotel gate.
The amount of money he gave was not small. At a glance, it should be more than two thousand.
She suddenly felt a little funny, and when she raised the corners of her lips, tears couldn't help but flow down.
She had been hurt worse earlier in their cohabitation.
It was also a rainstorm, and Jiang Chejin suddenly had a stomachache. She went to buy medicine in the rain, and was hit by an electric car on her way back.
At that time, she was worried about him so much that she forced herself to walk back with an umbrella to feed him medicine. The next day, she was in so much pain that she couldn't move and rushed to the hospital, only to find out that she had a comminuted fracture.
The doctor suggested that she stay in the hospital for a few days to rest, and it would be best if she hired a nurse. He said that she had walked all the way back yesterday and her joints were likely dislocated, and the cost would only be around two thousand yuan.
But they couldn't come up with the money. After paying the rent, they had to set aside some money for the living expenses of two people and Jiang Chejin's schooling.
Jiang Chejin watched by her side the whole time, saying that he would take good care of her, but he returned to school the next day.
So she went home with a plaster cast on her ankle and cooked with the help of a crutch, but in the end her ankle was still damaged.
At that time, she thought that two thousand yuan was a huge sum of money for them, but now it seems ridiculous.
It turns out that Young Master Jiang is so generous. He gave so much money just when the flower delivery man was injured.
In his eyes, her status was not even as good as a passerby.
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