In D City in the summer, the sun blazes down, a gentle breeze blows, and occasionally a wave of heat rises. Pedestrians come and go on the road, and vehicles come and go. Inside the coffee shop, Lan Qingyue rests her elbow on her hand, her chin against the back of her hand, her dark eyes looking out the window with a slightly dazed expression. Her voice is slightly lazy as she says, "Mr. Qi, name a number, and I'll compensate you."
“Tsk…” A man sat opposite Lan Qingyue, wearing a black shirt with one button undone at the collar, revealing a hint of bronze skin. A cold glint flashed in his eyes. He curled his slender fingers and tapped them lightly on the table. His voice was low and mocking, “Miss Lan, are you… not planning to take responsibility for me?”
Lan Qingyue didn't look at him. Her face flushed, and her mind was buzzing, disrupting her thoughts. She took several deep breaths, looked away, and stared at Qi Yu quietly for a while before speaking politely and calmly, "Mr. Qi, you should understand better than anyone that it was just a misunderstanding."
It's a complete misunderstanding!
The one who should be hurt is her, the girl. She hasn't even settled accounts with the other party yet, but they've come to her and turned around and accused her.
Lan Qing became increasingly angry as she thought about it. It was bad enough that she had been inexplicably bound to the system and sent to this world, but the system had also "malfunctioned" and sent her to the bed of the man Qi Yu on the other side.
Lan Qingyue's beautiful eyes swept between Qi Yu and the people around her. She stepped forward slightly, lowered her voice, and gritted her teeth, "One million! I'll give you one million."
She and Qi Yu had nothing going on. Qi Yu asked her to take responsibility? Take responsibility my foot! She was already being very generous by giving him a million as compensation, so... a million is the most she could ask for.
The atmosphere froze for a moment, and Lan Qingyue braced herself for the oppressive atmosphere in the coffee shop.
"Heh... hush money?" Qi Yu sneered, his cold voice ringing out, "You don't recognize people as soon as it's light. Miss Lan is quite heartless."
'Heartless my foot!' Lan Qingyue thought to herself, picking up her phone directly. 'Give me your account number, and I'll transfer the money to you.'
Qi Yu stared at her intently, his dark eyes unfathomable, as if an indescribable emotion was gathering within them. After a long while, he spoke calmly, "What if I don't want the money?"
You summoned me from my bed so early in the morning, wasn't it all for money?
Free of charge?
What do you want?
All I have right now is money!
Lan Qingyue, who was "new to the place", finally understood what it meant to be "poor in money". The original owner not only left behind several mansions, but also a huge fortune of no less than eight figures. Lan Qingyue became a little rich woman overnight.
"Are you worried that others will find out I gave you a million dollars to keep quiet? Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped, I absolutely won't tell anyone." Lan Qingyue held up three fingers to the ceiling to assure him.
"No," Qi Yu blurted out in denial.
Lan Qingyue looked at him with a puzzled gaze. His dark eyes were deep, his nose was high and straight, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his jaw was taut. He looked like the male protagonist in a novel. It has to be said that he was really handsome. Putting aside that "shameful" misunderstanding, it was pleasing to the eye to look at him a few more times.
Qi Yu's brows furrowed more and more. Could a person's personality change so drastically in such a short period of time?
His sharp, eagle-like black eyes stared intently at Lan Qingyue, trying to find something different. However, Lan Qingyue's expression was nothing but anger.
Is he overthinking it?
"Do you think I'd be short of that million?" Qi Yu's fingers tapped the table repeatedly. His deep black eyes reflected Lan Qingyue's small figure—innocent, confused, yet...stubborn...
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