Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 791: Chapter 791: The Childhood Sweetheart Gets Married (17)

”Why do you want to help me?”

Chuzheng lifted her eyes, the youth opposite her, his gaze fixed firmly on her.

”Such a large sum of money, why do you want to help me?”

”It needs to be repaid,” Chuzheng said in an even tone.

”I know. Even so, why do you want to help me?” The youth seemed a bit obstinate.

So much money, she had taken it out, to help him—a stranger.

That’s not something a normal person would do.

Chuzheng’s face was taut: ”To be a good person.”

Mu Shen: ”...”

A good person?

That answer seemed perfunctory no matter how he looked at it.

Mu Shen didn’t believe it.

”I will return that money to you as soon as possible.”

”How will you return it?” Chuzheng asked bluntly.

”...”

He was still just a student.

”Even if you work part-time, earning two thousand a month, you would need sixteen years to pay it off.”

Mu Shen’s tone was steady, filled with confidence: ”My future salary won’t be just two thousand.”

”Yeah, so don’t kill anyone.” If you kill someone, you would only go to prison, you know? Be good and don’t turn dark randomly.

”...”

Flashed across Mu Shen’s mind, suddenly, was that night in the dark alley, the words she had said.

—Killing is bad for you.

—You shouldn’t kill.

Killing was bad for him.

He hadn’t noticed before, but that’s how she had said it.

Not... you can’t kill.

Thinking about it now, something seemed off.

It wasn’t something a normal person would say.

”That person... did you really let him go?” Mu Shen suddenly asked.

”Of course.” Chuzheng’s face was serious: ”I am a good person, and murder is illegal.” To be a successor of socialism.

[...] Hopefully, missy can remember this, and not just shout slogans and then turn around to kill someone.

Be a good person whose actions match her words!

Sometimes, King’s Account felt quite relieved.

At least Missy, although fierce in her words, as if she’d destroy humanity at any moment, would generally not strike unless provoked, or her interests or bottom lines were touched—King’s Account guessed irresponsibly, perhaps Chuzheng just couldn’t be bothered with those dogs.

King’s Account felt it had fallen.

It was now beginning to seek ’virtuous qualities’ in Missy through cracks in the rocks.

Chuzheng paid no mind to Bastard’s rant.

Staring at Mu Shen: ”You don’t believe me?”

Mu Shen was silent, but his expression conveyed his thoughts.

He didn’t believe her.

Chuzheng’s face was impassive.

The little thing actually doesn’t believe me!

Do I look that untrustworthy?

Chuzheng set down her chopsticks, opened her phone, searched for something, and opened a news link, pushing it towards him.

Mu Shen glanced at the news.

#Following reports from the public, a drug den was busted in a certain community#

In that picture was the man.

Capable of drug dealing and robbery?

Questions flickered through Mu Shen’s mind.

Chuzheng took back her phone: ”See, he’s alive.” I don’t go around lying to people!

”...”

Mu Shen didn’t know what made him entertain such a thought just now.

Mu Shen thought of something, asked the waiter for paper and a pen, and wrote an IOU.

”You keep this.”

Chuzheng glanced at it, not refusing.

”I will return the money to you as quickly as I can,” Mu Shen assured Chuzheng.

Chuzheng muttered: ”Whether you return it or not is fine, after all, you’re mine.”

Mu Shen didn’t hear her clearly: ”What?”

”Nothing, eat.”

The restaurant’s lighting carried a warm tone, the entire environment seemed tinted with warmth.

Mu Shen looked at the exquisite food on the table, slightly distracted.

The girl ate her food methodically, her expression focused, as if her respect for the food was written all across her face.

Mu Shen looked at her, the words rolling around on the tip of his tongue several times, ”Do you still remember...”

”What?”

Mu Shen lowered his head, ”Never mind.”

He lowered his head to eat.

Chuzheng looked at him suspiciously.

What did she still remember?

It’s frustrating when someone only speaks halfway.

But as a big boss, she couldn’t pressure him to speak; she had to control her curiosity.

For a while, no one at the table spoke.

After finishing the meal, the rain outside had stopped.

The streets gradually filled with people, coming and going under the neon lights, lively and bustling.

Mu Shen went to the restroom and settled the bill on the way.

He returned to his seat.

A box with exquisite packaging was placed in front of his seat, and Mu Shen was taken aback.

”What’s this?”

”A birthday gift.”

”...”

Mu Shen was suddenly speechless.

It felt as if something was clogging his chest.

It was uncomfortably suffocating.

”How did you know it was my birthday?” He had never mentioned it to her, and if he thought about it, they barely knew each other before.

”...” Because I’ve dug up everything about you, but of course, she couldn’t say that: ”Guess.”

”...”

There are many ways to find out someone’s birthday.

Mu Shen had no clue.

”I can’t accept this.” Mu Shen didn’t know what was inside the box, but judging by the packaging, it must be expensive: ”You’ve already helped me so much...”

”You can’t refuse a birthday gift,” Chuzheng pushed it back to him: ”You can also choose to throw it away.”

There’s no way it’s coming back anyway!

Once given, it’s like water spilled, gone forever.

We must abide by the natural law that what’s done cannot be undone.

Mu Shen was silent for a long while, ”...Thank you.”

Thank you.

Thank you, Chu Chu.

Mu Shen felt a warmth in his eyes, and he tilted his head back, forcing himself to appear natural.

”Open it when you get back.” Chuzheng withdrew her hand and stood up, ”Let’s go.”

”I’ll take you back.”

”No need, Jing Liang’s car is downstairs.” Chuzheng cheerfully refused him, mission accomplished, time to go back to the hotel and get some sleep.

-

Mu Shen, holding the box, returned to the hospital.

Geng Hao and the others were waiting downstairs at the hospital, and when they saw him return, they immediately gathered around.

”Brother Shen, where have you been?”

”Why are you guys here?”

”To celebrate your birthday,” Nong Ye shook the cake box in his hand.

”Hey, you dummy, it’s a cake, why the hell are you shaking it!” Cai Hu slapped Nong Ye on the head.

”I forgot, okay?” Nong Ye retorted.

Mu Shen, looking at the people in front of him, wasn’t sure what to say and chose to be silent instead, waiting until they had had enough before saying, ”Grandma should be asleep by now, I’ll go up first. Let’s go back to my place later.”

”Okay.”

”Can you hold this for me?” The box was somewhat large, making it inconvenient for Mu Shen to carry it upstairs, so he handed it to Geng Hao.

After Mu Shen left, the rest circled around the box curiously.

”What’s this?”

”Haven’t opened it yet, where did Brother Shen get it from?”

”Such fancy packaging... Brother Shen couldn’t be in love, could he?”

It wasn’t rare for people at school to chase after Brother Shen.

But Brother Shen only had studying on his mind.

He never so much as glanced at those mere mortals.

The school-wide known beauties, when brought before Brother Shen, were always met with: Who? I don’t know her? I need to do my workbook, don’t block my way.

”That’s not right, didn’t Brother Shen ask to borrow money from us before? He couldn’t have bought this himself, could he?”

Geng Hao suddenly choked up, ”Brother Shen is so pitiful, no one gives him gifts, he has to buy them himself.”

Nong Ye: ”...”

Cai Hu: ”...”

No... surely not.