Qin Jiang didn't stop walking at all when he heard Shi Luoyin's words. He had come for the money, and now that Shi Luoyin wanted him to call her "father" but only gave him 10,000 yuan, it was not worth it for him. He might as well ask the person who ordered him for money!
"Qin Jiang, don't go! Our son is still in the emergency room!" La Mei rushed over and grabbed Qin Jiang's hand: "Shi Luoyin, if we kneel down for you, will you really give us money?"
"With so many people watching, would I lie to you? Besides, do I look like I'm short of money?" Shi Luoyin looked at Lamei with disdain. Lamei's expression showed no concern for her son's illness, only a desire for money.
That's true. Qin Jiang's father has been financially dependent on his parents, so she must have been short of money for a long time.
"Qin Jiang, let's kneel down for her, it's ten thousand yuan, Qin Jiang." La Mei pulled Qin Jiang to kneel down.
Qin Jiang forcefully shook off La Mei's hand and roared, "Kneel if you want! I don't have time to deal with either of you!"
After Qin Jiang finished speaking, he turned and left. Watching Qin Jiang's departing figure, La Mei couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Even if your father and I have something going on, we're all broke. Why are you still so reluctant to save face? I've taken this money, and you won't get a single penny!
"Everyone, disperse, disperse. Now that things are clear, why don't you all go and ask them about their melons?"
Seeing that Lamei was about to kneel down and call him "father," Qingjie quickly came out to distract the reporters. Otherwise, it would be bad if the photos were taken and spread. But when did Luoyin develop these strange hobbies?
"We also hope that our journalist friends can testify for Luo Yin. Luo Yin is truly innocent. Otherwise, if everyone does this, Luo Yin will be in real trouble!"
The reporters readily agreed and pointed their microphones at Lamei, while some astute individuals had already gone out to chase after Qin Jiang!
"Hello, would you mind sharing some information about your relationship with your husband? We'll pay you for the interview!" a reporter said.
Then he took out fifty yuan.
Wax Plum's inner thoughts: You won't even give me a hundred yuan?
Shi Luoyin looked at the winter plum blossoms surrounded by the crowd, then turned and left.
A voice rang in Lamei's ear: "I'll give you a chance to make a million. Come find me tonight."
Lamei looked up in confusion and just saw Shi Luoyin's departing figure. She tightly gripped the fifty yuan in her hand.
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