window.He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his mouth, over and over again, until finally, with disgust, he tossed the handkerchief into a passing trash can.Lu Chen once said about Ka...Qin Mumumu gasped for breath, her eyes bulging, and her pretty face flushed red.

His face grew increasingly contorted: “You say this isn’t love, then what about your wretched selling of yourself Is that love”

Even Jian Tong couldn't help but frown slightly. Who said her Qin Mumu's love wasn't love

But all I did was ask her, just how much of this liking was genuine.

Jian Tong lowered her head. Three years could wear down Jian Tong's pride, but it couldn't erase her intelligence.

It was obvious that Qin Mumu was so excited. The only possibility was that I had just hit a nerve with her words.

Shaking my head.

"What are you shaking your head for You, a woman so low that she begs for money and seduces men everywhere, what qualifications do you have to shake your head What does shaking your head mean Are you denying me Let me tell you, Jian Tong, everyone in the world can look down on me, but you, Jian Tong, have no right to look down on anyone."

Jian Tong's body trembled, her drooping head growing even heavier. She was someone everyone could look down upon, yet she had no right to look down on anyone else.

Shen Xiujin, are you satisfied

Well... maybe this is the simple child you were looking for.

Closing her eyes, all she could think about was one word -- money!

Without money, you are nothing. With money...you have...

Qin Mumu gave Jian Tong a disdainful glance. Seeing Jian Tong looking like a dead dog, she immediately lost her appetite and curled her lips:

"In short, remember you're just a cripple and don't even think about seducing Xiao Heng again." With that, she turned her rear end and walked coldly into her bedroom, leaving Jian Tong with a cold back.

He rubbed his temples, ignoring everything else. He took a hot shower and curled up in the covers.

With this kind of weather, even with the air conditioner on, everyone else feels hot and sticky. Yet, Jian Tong felt a chill running down her spine.

curled up even tighter, as if by curling into a ball, she could somehow keep warm.

Outside the window, a sparrow, unknown whose it belonged to, was chirping. And in that chirp, she fell into a deep sleep.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

A rather unceremonious shove woke Jian Tong, and when he opened his eyes, Qin Mumumu was staring back at him.

in a daze, my head was spinning, I couldn't think straight, and blurted out:

"Don't push, I feel dizzy."

Qin Mumu pushed her hand away, paused for a moment, and the next second, she let out a cold snort:

"You think I came to your room just to look at you Get up, it's time! You're sleeping like a dead pig. What time is it Don't you have work"

Last time you didn't go to work, it got me scolded by Meng Jie. I really don't want to be scolded by her again because of you. Get up quickly, tidy yourself up and hurry to work.

Work

It's time to work!

Jian Tong, whose mind was already a muddle, felt even more confused after Qin Mumumu's lengthy explanation.

In a daze, the two words "go to work" were like a bomb, suddenly waking her up a little... Work!

I threw back the covers and got out of bed, but I had gotten up too quickly and was aching all over. I almost fell to the ground.

Qin Mumumu frowned and said unhappily, "Hurry up, you're dawdling. What play are you putting on There are no men here, who are you performing for"

Jian Tong allowed Qin Mumumu to berate him with a barrage of cold and cutting words, silently putting on his thick clothes one by one and changing into his shoes.

"Isn't it just getting rained on Is that so precious I've been in the rain too, and I haven't seen you like this. Are you the only precious one" Qin Mumumu was still sarcastically taunting Jian Tong.

Jian Tong, with a headache, rubbed her temples and suddenly turned to Qin Mumumu: "Qin Mumumu, do you know In this world, no one will like a woman who is sarcastic and sharp-tongued. If you want Xiao Heng to have a good impression of you, just change it."

Having said that, Jian Tong was already prepared to be humiliated even more impolitely by Qin Mumu.

But, for some inexplicable reason, today she just wanted to be willful.

When I was little and sick, my brother said: "It's okay to be willful when you're sick."

At that time, she was extremely clingy to Shen Xiujian. In fact, she knew very well that Shen Xiujian found her annoying.

But that time when she was sick, she insisted on taking a nap with him. She knew he found her annoying again, so she pestered him, shamelessly using her brother’s words to tell him: “Sick people have the right to be willful, and I'm sick. If you don't sleep with me, I won't get better.”

For the first time ever, Shen Xiujin actually agreed to take a nap with her.

She tasted the sweetness, deliberately plunged into cold water, making herself sick, but, she never got her wish again.

Unknowingly, Jian Tong fell into memories of the past. She didn't hear Qin Mumumu's various harsh words at all.

"Jian Tong, you just called me sarcastic and cutting, now are you pretending to be innocent"

Qin Mumumu's sharp voice, accompanied by Jian Tong's terrified cry...

"Bang!"

A corner of his head hit the doorknob, Jian Tong let out a hiss and gasped for air, turning to look at Qin Mumumu who was staring at him in alarm.

Something warm slid down her forehead, and the world was covered in a crimson film... Qin Mumu's delicate features were increasingly horrified, more and more terrified.

What's wrong... what on earth is going on...

"Ah~ It's not me! I have nothing to do with it! You just didn't stand steady, it has nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me!!!"

Jian Tong's vision became increasingly blurry, and the last thing she saw was Qin Mumumu panicked and hurriedly running past her.

Her vision was becoming increasingly blurry, and she was still confused... What was happening What was wrong with Qin Mumumu

Oh... I'm getting a little sleepy...

"Dream sister, I want to take a leave." A voice so low it was almost nonexistent, gradually becoming quieter, until finally, she herself didn't even know what she had said...

The sound of hurried footsteps, "thud-thud," getting closer and closer. A figure stood before Jian Tong, hunched over, gasping for breath.

“It has nothing to do with me, she just didn't stand steady. Yes, yes! That's it, it has nothing to do with me. Who knew that a light touch would send her sprawling.”

Qin Mumumu went back and forth, gasping for breath while frantically looking at Jian Tong who had collapsed on the ground. She saw the bright red blood oozing from Jian Tong's forehead. She picked up her phone, wanting to call 120.

A call displaying "120" on the screen was in the process of connecting with a "dialing tone," when Qin Mumu suddenly changed her expression, 'snap!' she pressed the end button without hesitation, cutting off the call.

Her eyes hesitated and darted around frantically, fixed on the unconscious Jian Tong lying on the ground. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, crouched down, and prepared to pull Jian Tong up with force.

Qin Mumumu almost used all her strength, afraid that with her own strength, she couldn't pull Jian Tong.

When she exerted herself, the next second she was astonished, looking down at Jian Tong… This light

It doesn't matter, let's deal with people first!

Without a second thought, Qin Mumumu pulled up Jian Tong, letting her lean half her body on her shoulder, and quickly ran out of the room towards the stairs.

They hailed a taxi and sent the person to the hospital.

Qin Mumu's face was complex, she hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth, picked up her phone, and called her immediate supervisor:

“Meng Jie, I need to take a day off today. My roommate isn't feeling well and she fell when she was leaving the dorm. Luckily, I forgot my charger and went back, so I found out in time and took her to the hospital. I'm with her at the hospital now... ...Yeah, she'll be fine soon, and I still have to go to the club and take a leave of absence for her. ...Okay, I understand. She's my roommate, and I'll take good care of her.” that hadn't been swept away by the estate gardener yet, swirled up in miniature tornadoes as it passed. After the Bentley had driven off, the leaves settled back down again, forming new whirlpools in...