"Huh?" Zhong Xiaolan was stunned. No, she must have been out of her mind to ask for the money. How could she actually borrow it?
She looked at the boy in disbelief. "You really want to lend it to me? Aren't you afraid I'm a scammer?"
She couldn't help but take a closer look at the boy. He wasn't as good-looking as Zhou Jiadong, but he wasn't ugly either. He wasn't as tall as Zhou Jiadong, but he had a good body proportion and was very fair-skinned.
The boy was also secretly sizing her up, thinking, "You don't look like a con artist. What kind of con artist is as beautiful as you..."
Zhong Xiaolan's face flushed. This person had such a sweet tongue, unlike Zhou Jiadong, who was so quiet and unresponsive. Every time they met, all he would ask her was if she had eaten and how she had been these past few days.
"Sister, I feel like we're destined to be together. The moment I first saw you, you gave me a very warm feeling. Um, can we be friends?"
The boy's voice brought Zhong Xiaolan back to her senses. She forced a smile and said, "Okay."
The boy's face lit up with joy, and he extended his hand to her, "Hello, my name is Guo Jiabao."
Zhong Xiaolan shook hands with him blankly, "Hello, my name is Zhong Xiaolan."
"Xiao Lan, what a beautiful name."
Zhong Xiaolan bit her lip, "Um, you just said you'd lend me money..."
Guo Jiabao scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Sister, could you tell me what you're going to do with the money?"
Zhong Xiaolan pursed her lips, her eyes reddening instantly. "A family member is sick. I came here to borrow money from my classmate, but he's not here..."
She had already cried before, and her eyes were still a little red and swollen. Now, with tears welling up in her eyes, she looked quite pitiful and endearing.
Guo Jiabao hadn't expected this. Seeing her cry, he was at a loss. "Sister, don't cry. I'll lend it to you. I can lend it to you, but I have to go home. My home is nearby. Can you wait for me?"
"Really? You can really lend me a thousand yuan? You're not lying to me, are you?" Zhong Xiaolan was still a little incredulous. The other person didn't seem mentally unstable, so how could she so easily believe a stranger?
Is he a scammer?
But it doesn't look like it...
"I'm not lying to you. Wait for me a moment, I'll go back and get the money." After saying that, Guo Jiabao ran towards a residential area across the national highway.
Zhong Xiaolan stood there blankly, watching him disappear from sight. She felt a little uneasy, but she couldn't bear to leave. What if she was really lucky and met a good person?
About twenty minutes later, Guo Jiabao returned.
He approached Zhong Xiaolan, slightly out of breath, and handed her a brown wallet. "Sister, here."
Zhong Xiaolan took the wallet in a daze, opened it, and sure enough, it contained money!
"Sister, please take this to your family member's medical treatment. But could you leave me your contact information?"
“Okay, I’ll give you my home phone number.” Zhong Xiaolan had a landline at home. She went back to the hair salon, borrowed paper and pen, wrote down her home phone number, and handed the note to Guo Jiabao.
"Sister, can I ask you out sometime when you have free time?"
"Hmm." After receiving the money, Zhong Xiaolan's mood improved, and a smile appeared on her face.
Guo Jiabao stared straight at her, "Sister, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."
"Thank you." This was the first time Zhong Xiaolan had met such a straightforward boy, and she couldn't help but feel a strange joy. What girl wouldn't like to hear something like this?
She unconsciously brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. "Well, it's getting late, I have to go back."
"Okay, then you should go back now. Do you need me to take you?"
"No need, thank you so much for today. You've helped me a lot. I'll pay you back later. Thank you." Zhong Xiaolan felt quite lucky to have met such a kind person when she was desperate. She was truly moved.
After saying goodbye to Guo Jiabao, she took a motorcycle taxi home.
When Zhong Dalong and He Hongxiu returned from get off work, Zhong Xiaolan threw a thousand yuan at Zhong Dalong.
"The 1,000 yuan dowry you requested."
Zhong Dalong was stunned for a moment, then immediately counted the money; it really was a thousand yuan. "Zhou Jiadong came over this afternoon?"
"Whether he comes or not doesn't matter. Anyway, I've already given you the bride price, so don't go back on your word."
Zhong Dalong chuckled as he put the money away, not minding her tone. "Of course, you're still my daughter. Since Zhou Jiadong can afford this dowry, Dad hopes you can marry a man you like, haha..."
Zhong Xiaolan didn't say anything more. Actually, she wasn't happy at the moment. She had the money, but Zhou Jiadong...
Thinking about what Zhou Jiadong had said before, Zhong Xiaolan felt a pang of sadness.
"Xiao Lan, now that the bride price has been given, has he said when you two will get married?" He Hongxiu asked.
Not wanting her parents to suspect anything, Zhong Xiaolan forced a smile and said, "His leg is injured; he needs to heal first."
Zhong Dalong didn't care when the wedding would be held, nor did he care how badly Zhou Jiadong was injured. "Okay, then once he's recovered, you can discuss the wedding arrangements and let us know."
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