and chat over tea as equals, kneeling, crawling past shards of glass, squeezing through their pants, begging for mercy, even drinking and gambling their lives... How could it not be importantIt is sai...As usual, when Jian Tong got off work, she walked home alone at night.

Qin Mumumu naturally couldn't go to and from work with her.

When Jian Tong returned to the dormitory, he was surprised to find that the living room light was on and Qin Mumu was sitting on a simple sofa playing with her phone.

Seeing Jian Tong return, he immediately put down his phone and stood up.

"You're back"

Jian Tong was even more surprised. Usually, Qin Mumumu would have gone to her room to sleep by now, but today she was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Was she waiting for him

"Hmm." She was somewhat taciturn, her years in prison having left her with little to say.

Silence, was her most common state.

"I heard today that a VIP room on the sixth floor had someone request you. Who is it"

This… is... having a casual chat with oneself Jian Tong raised her eyes to look at Qin Mumumu, then immediately chuckled self-deprecatingly in her heart... how could that be possible

"He's a guest." She said slowly, her heart clear as day. Qin Mumumu, she thought, must be asking if that guest was Xiao Heng.

"Oh…" The other person clearly let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly looked at me with sharp eyes: "The wound on your forehead... have you told anyone else about it"

Jian Tong only felt tired, very tired.

She was tired of Qin Mumu's relentless probing and endless questioning.

How much longer will this interrogation and probing continue

I closed my eyes and opened them again, looking at Qin Mumumu: "You are a top student from S University, while I'm just a high school dropout working as a janitor. We come from two different worlds. The only reason we are together is because of work, sharing a dormitory arranged by the company."

We are clearly distinct from each other. Since that's the case, let's just go our separate ways and live peacefully apart in the future.

"Jian Tong, how can you speak like that It's too much…………..."

Before she could finish her words, Qin Mumu stared dumbfounded at the soft and silent woman in her eyes. Limping, she brushed past her, walking into the bedroom without looking sideways.

Suddenly, a pretty face flushed red, then white, then pale, changing colors like a palette. It was quite a sight to see.

Looking at the tightly shut door, Qin Mumumu's heart surged with anger.

That lame woman's implication wasn't she Qin Mumu was making trouble for nothing, and that she should keep quiet from now on

"Good, good, good, Jian Tong, you're really something. You got into the PR department and now you talk in such a formal way. If you have such backbone, don't work at Donghuang anymore." Qin Mumumu was upset, she ran to Jian Tong's room door and shouted angrily. Then she turned around and stormed back into her own bedroom.

Jane leaned against the door, slowly sliding down... Finally, it was quiet.

I don't know, either. Where did I offend this excellent college student If I said it, she wouldn't change it anyway.

Tired.

This added another layer to the conflict between her and Qin Mumu.

And Qin Mumumu didn't hesitate to show her dislike and aversion, the next day when they went to work, this college student looked at herself as if she wasn't a human being, but Qin Mumumu just remained silent as always.

……

The Eastern Emperor

In the hallway, Jian Tong and Qin Mumumu met face to face. Whether it was Jian Tong who didn't stand steady herself or Qin Mumumu intentionally increased her force, Jian Tong fell to the ground.

Qin Mumumu stood before Jian Tong, about to say something, her eyes suddenly lit up. She took the initiative to walk forward, bending down to help Jian Tong up: "Are you okay I didn't mean to. Don't be angry, okay"

Jian Tong, who usually had eyes as still as dead water, also showed a hint of suspicion. She looked at Qin Mumumu strangely, puzzled. How come Qin Mumumu was acting so weird all of a sudden

"Jian Tong, get up first. Sitting on the ground will make you catch a cold. Your body is just recovering after being discharged from the hospital." As she spoke, she used both hands to firmly support Jian Tong. "Girls should protect themselves well. You can't do things that hurt yourself like before."

“...”

"A few days ago, I forgot something I had just bought in my dorm room and hurried back. That's when I found you lying on the ground unconscious. I immediately rushed you to the hospital. I can't even imagine what would have happened if I hadn't gone back that day."

The more Jian Tong listened, the tighter her brows became. Were these words Qin Mumumu saying... to her

Qin Mumumu said these things, it seemed as if she was deliberately speaking to someone… Wait, speaking to whom

Jian Tong wasn't stupid, she instinctively prepared to turn her head to look behind her. Just as she turned her head, a force gripped her waist, and she became light as a feather, escaping Qin Mumumu's grasp. Her back pressed against a warm wall of flesh, and a melodious male voice came from behind:

"Jian Tong, hurry up and thank this… Um Qin Mumumu, Miss Qin"

This voice... is Xiao Heng who I met twice in the hallway.

Xiao Heng's voice is very distinctive.

A little seductive, a little sinister, low and magnetic, it's probably hard to forget after hearing it once. Jian Tong recognized Xiao Heng's voice and turned her head, "Mr. Xiao, it's you."

While making polite greetings, she subtly struggled to free herself from this person's hold.

This person has an iron arm, like a vine, no matter how hard you try to shake it off, it won't budge.

Jian Tong quietly frowned... This is bad, she would surely be pestered by Qin Mumumu again.

She just wants to earn that five million... She doesn't want to bother with anything else.

"Mr. Xiao," Qin Mumu greeted Xiao Heng, her eyes flickering with jealousy as they scanned Jian Tong's waist. What did Jian Tong have

Since Qin Mumumu took the initiative to greet him, Xiao Heng had to at least pretend, "Oh, Miss Qin."

Qin Mumumu's heart beat faster, Xiao Heng's lips curled into a smile, too captivating.

Xiao Heng stood behind Jian Tong, just as Jian Tong fell again. A strand of hair on her forehead was a bit messy. Xiao Heng's gaze fixed on it, he lowered his eyelids, and the next second, he raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Mumumu, a smirk still playing on his lips:

"Ms. Qin just said that Jian Tong was hospitalized recently because she was sick"

Xiao Heng's appearance and temperament were too alluring to young girls. At this moment, he deliberately released his masculine hormones. Qin Mumumu couldn't resist at all. Her heart beat wildly, her cheeks flushed red, but the name "Jian Tong" mentioned by Xiao Heng beside her ears still lingered in her mind.

My heart wasn't at ease. I glanced at Jian Tong, "Yeah, it was raining that night. Jian Tong got soaked in the rain and had a slight fever. I guess that's why she got up and couldn't stand steady, falling against the doorknob. I was so worried when I took her to the hospital."

Lies.

A strange thought crossed Jian Tong's mind... Wasn't Qin Mumu afraid of being exposed right in front of everyone

Why can you turn black and white upside down, and still speak a lie so naturally

To be honest, he treated her like a soft dough to be kneaded.

Xiao Heng let out a soft "Oh~" and Jian Tong hadn't expected Xiao Heng to turn his head and ask her, "Is that so, Jian Tong" casting a heavy pall over the hearts of those who beheld her.The stylist was just about to continue his sarcastic remarks, "Really..." when the woman slowly picked up her clothes. A gruff, commanding...