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Very well.
So 10,000 times wasn't her upper limit.
Based on the price after Ning Ye's medical insurance reimbursement and the actual medical expenses paid by the CEO—the difference was about 110,000 times.
Bian Xun smiled expressionlessly.
Inside the ward, the man walking slowly on ten million was incredibly noble.
The three people in the room couldn't help but raise their gazes.
They saw the CEO's every step as if paved with diamonds and wealth, making the simple ward of a suburban hospital feel like a red carpet.
Ning Ye: "?"
The man approached coldly, looking like a debt collector, not knowing who had offended him again.
What was he doing here?
Jiang Xinghe stood behind Ning Ye, his gaze shifting back and forth lightly between Bian Xun and Ning Ye once, suddenly sensing something.
Jiang Xinghe knew that Ning Ye had probably brought Taotao on this trip to the Beijing suburbs. He originally wanted to wait for Sister Zhou to leave to ask, but now that CEO Bian suddenly appeared, Jiang Xinghe instinctively swallowed his words.
However, there was no need to ask; he knew Ning Ye had likely waited for the child to fall asleep before coming to see the doctor.
Sister Zhou didn't know the inside story. Her eyes, experienced in gossiping, were already shining brightly. Why would the big boss come to see a subordinate employee?
Ah ah ah, could Ning Ye? Could she?!
Ning Ye felt it was a bit tricky for a moment.
No one in the company currently knew about her relationship with Bian Xun—there wasn't a present progressive relationship anyway, but once people found out, it would bring endless trouble, and even the Bian family might set their sights on her again.
Ning Ye was currently raising Taotao and didn't want to add any difficulty to the mother and daughter's life, so she looked at Sister Zhou with slight unease.
But she underestimated Sister Zhou. Although Sister Zhou was indeed eagerly eating melons, she absolutely wouldn't dare to speak a word of today's events to the outside.
After all, tonight, there were only four people here. Little Jiang, with his gentle and introverted appearance, obviously didn't like to gossip. If the news of the CEO appearing at night spread, who else could have said it?
Sister Zhou looked down at herself and very sensibly zipped her mouth shut.
To survive in a large enterprise, one must have political sensitivity.
Bian Xun walked calmly to the hospital bed where Ning Ye was sitting, looked indifferently at her colleagues, lingered an extra second on Jiang Xinghe's face, and then carelessly looked away.
A mild-mannered man.
Carrying a vibe that only children would like, looking like the type who loves to be a stay-at-home husband.
Tsk.
In the eyes of a capitalist, these tiny screws embedded in a massive machine were not worth paying attention to.
The CEO lifted his hand indifferently, "You guys go back."
Jiang Xinghe paused before speaking, his voice indeed clear and gentle like water, "We can stay here, or perhaps CEO Bian, you are busier."
Bian Xun cast another glance from the corner of his eye, his low, cold voice surging with undercurrents, "I'm here to be busy."
Seeing this, Sister Zhou, with a strong sense of crisis, pulled Little Jiang, thinking, Sister is saving your job, comrade. Thus, as she retreated, she said, "Then Little Ning, send us a message when you get back to the hotel. Don't get up early tomorrow either, Little Jiang and I will handle the meeting—"
Jiang Xinghe was practically carried out by Sister Zhou. His personality really couldn't bring him to argue with a female colleague. Soon, the ward fell silent again.
Bian Xun gathered his coat and bent down to sit on the chair next to her.
The man's legs were too long, forcing him to squeeze onto the narrow bench. His knees bent at a steep angle, making his posture imposing and exuding a compelling nobility.
The man's features were cold and handsome. He lowered his eyes to look at her for a long time, "How did you get sick?"
Coming out of the private hot spring wrapped in a towel, that brief moment of coolness shouldn't have been enough.
Ning Ye blinked, the tip of her nose and under her eyes slightly flushed red from the cold.
She couldn't exactly say she caught a cold looking for their child.
Not to mention the child had run off to buy milk from him.
Ning Ye could only wave her hand politely and say, "It's nothing serious, sorry to trouble you to make a trip."
Actually, the money had already arrived, whether the person showed up wasn't that important.
Watching coldly, Bian Xun saw through the thoughts in her heart and gave a cold scoff, "No need to be polite."
A minor illness worth ten million.
Was there still a need for them to be polite?
The man's gaze swept over her reddened nose, his eyes thin and cool as he mocked, "Do you need any other check-ups?"
Ning Ye hurriedly declined, "No need..."
"A full body check-up, every department, MRI, CT, get every scan possible," Bian Xun's tone was calm and rational, sounding a bit annoying, "Don't leave any regrets, it's all on me."
Ning Ye's polite distance vanished, her face full of bafflement, "?"
"CEO Bian, I don't have any other issues," she said.
You don't have to curse me either!
"That's good." Bian Xun looked at her indifferently for a long time.
The medical fee he paid was enough to buy a life.
Bian Xun slowly closed his eyes.
In his memory, Ning Ye rarely got sick. She was highly self-sufficient and always took good care of her life.
She was like a pale mountain flower growing in the crevices of barren rocks, able to adapt to harsh environments, deal with complex daily trivia, and still bloom peacefully.
So what was the reason tonight that made her get a cold? Bian Xun's eyes flickered slightly.
If she didn't say, Bian Xun could investigate himself.
This wasn't difficult for him.
Ning Ye leaned against the headboard, the slender pale shadow cast by her lowered eyelashes falling on her skin, exuding a clear beauty.
She swiped through the notifications on her phone, saw the hospital's official account notify that the blood test results were out, and quickly got up, "I'll go get the test results."
"Sit down." Bian Xun stood up from the chair, his palm pressing her back down, a bit of deadliness in his eyes.
"I'll go get the paper."
A few thin sheets of paper worth their weight in gold. Bian Xun swept his gaze over them. Based on current experience, only physical items she bought by swiping his card would refresh on his end.
If she bought a service or an abstract existence, it wouldn't appear on his side.
Ning Ye's various test results indeed showed no problems. She didn't have the flu, just a simple cold. Smelling the disinfectant in the hospital, she had actually recovered a bit.
Before leaving, she had just coaxed Taotao, who had finished drinking milk, to sleep. If the little one knew she went to the hospital, she would probably toss and turn in fear all night.
Ning Ye didn't want to delay outside for too long. She put on her coat, took the prescription written by the doctor, and prepared to pay for the medicine and return to the hotel.
Who knew that before she could even step out the door, Assistant Zhang hurried over, looking travel-worn.
Assistant Zhang had also just coaxed Zhang Sijie to sleep on his end. He wasn't dressed as elite and capable as usual, carrying a bit of a stay-at-home dad vibe.
When he and Ning Ye met face to face, although they weren't familiar with each other, Assistant Zhang inexplicably felt a familiar parental aura from Ning Ye.
Assistant Zhang asked a few questions about her condition, then handed over an item.
Ning Ye was somewhat surprised. For her?
Assistant Zhang was actually very puzzled too, but he was only responsible for passing the message and didn't investigate the reason.
Bian Xun's gaze fell on the folded piece of paper with hot-stamped words, his brows slightly furrowing.
Ning Ye took it. It was an invitation card with a red background and gold hot-stamped words. Opening it, it turned out to be the eightieth birthday banquet for Mr. Bian Guohua.
This was Old Master Bian.
Assistant Zhang said, "Old Master Bian is recuperating in a villa by the lake here in the suburbs of Beijing. Upon learning that both Mr. Bian and Miss Ning were nearby, he specifically asked me to deliver this invitation."
Ning Ye pondered to herself: was this really a coincidence? Xu Lanyi's appearance this time was most likely to accompany the elders of the Xu and Bian families on a relaxing trip. News of her own presence was probably passed on by her, intentionally or otherwise.
This meant that the female lead was starting to lay the groundwork for what was to come. She assumed Ning Ye had already approached Bian Xun with her daughter. Once Bian Xun also had an "illegitimate daughter," the two of them would truly be evenly matched, each with their own hidden pains, and the real plot would finally unfold.
After all, only when both the male and female leads had children would all those parent-child interactions and daddy day care activities make sense.
According to the original plot, Ning Ye, the supporting female character, was supposed to be flattered and ecstatic upon receiving the invitation. She would think this was a signal of acceptance from the Bian family, believing that having a child would allow her to cross the Bian family's threshold and enjoy endless wealth and glory.
This, of course, was not a sign of respect, but rather a hint, a subtle warning.
Six years ago, Ning Ye had already witnessed just how feudal and traditional Old Master Bian was. The Bian family had a basketful of strict, orthodox rules. If Ning Ye went, she would only be subjected to their judgment.
But today's incident served as a reminder to Ning Ye. Although she hadn't let Bian Xun know about the child, what if Xu Lanyi revealed it to the Bian family in the future?
If they ever found out that Ning Zhitao was Bian Xun's flesh and blood, they would definitely take the child away right then and there.
Given Ning Zhitao's illegitimacy and her biological mother's lowly status, the child would most likely have to spend the rest of her life living in the Bian family mansion.
Ning Ye simply didn't dare to imagine it; she refused to imagine it.
She steadied her nerves. An arrogant, powerful old man like Old Master Bian had specifically sent her an invitation. If she ignored it, he would only double down on his efforts to put her in her place.
She naturally wouldn't attend the birthday banquet in person, but at the same time, she couldn't show no reaction at all. She had to let this terrible old man know that she was a nobody who had no intention of re-entering Bian Xun's life.
Ning Ye thought about it and decided to buy a cheap, low-end birthday gift.
Of course, she wouldn't spend her own money. She would just swipe Bian Xun's card to fulfill this meager act of filial piety.
With the arrival of the invitation, Ning Ye was so preoccupied with thoughts of her child that she completely forgot Bian Xun was standing right next to her.
She mulled it over as she walked out, searching on her phone for gifts for the elderly under two hundred yuan. Before she even reached the door, she had already absentmindedly selected a gift box.
Just as she was about to pay, her phone was snatched away.
Bian Xun smoothly backed out of her payment page, glancing down. "What are you buying?"
Ning Ye was very frank: "A birthday gift."
Bian Xun was expressionless. "Don't buy it."
Thinking to herself that this was all his family's trouble anyway, Ning Ye gave a half-hearted fake laugh. "It's only two hundred yuan. Just a small token of my regard."
Bian Xun also let out a cold laugh. "He doesn't need something this expensive."
Ning Ye: "......?"
The demeanor of this truly filial son was certainly familiar.
Bian Xun's expression was unfathomable.
No one was worthy of eating a two-million-yuan gift box.
He was very insistent, so Ning Ye had no choice but to go pay for her medicine first. As soon as she reached the window, the man beside her swooped in to pay.
"?"
Bian Xun pulled a low-key yet luxurious card from his overcoat pocket. With an aura as if he were paying a million-dollar medical bill, he spoke coldly and with absolute authority.
"From now on, you won't spend a single cent."
"Whatever you want, I will buy it."
A long moment later, Ning Ye stood in the wind, holding a plastic bag of medicine, looking completely dazed.
What was going on.
What was he doing.
Even though Bian Xun was helping her pay for her medicine.
It was just one box of cold medicine and one box of oral liquid, totaling 92 yuan.
What on earth was he acting so arrogant about?
......
In the cold wind at the hospital entrance, the young CEO's eyes were icy.
Since he couldn't stop her from swiping the card, he might as well preemptively cover her payments.
Having resolved all her potential payment needs for the night, Bian Xun finally restored his noble aura and said lightly, "You don't need to worry about whether I have money."
As long as she wasn't spending tens of thousands of times over, he could even buy an aircraft carrier.
Ning Ye had also heard that the group had recently conducted strict internal audits on several members of the Bian family. The people these nepotism hires had stuffed into the group, the bribes they had taken, and the money they had embezzled had all been clawed back by Bian Xun one by one. He had even managed to squeeze quite a bit of extra out of them.
Ning Ye couldn't help but be curious. "How much money were they able to return to you?"
Bian Xun's dark eyes stared at her, his tone casual. "About a hundred million."
Ning Ye gasped, hissing in a breath.
Her face, slightly flushed from a mild fever, revealed the sheer astonishment of an honest, ordinary girl.
A hundred million, a number an ordinary person could never touch in a lifetime.
Calculated by her current salary, she would have to work without eating or drinking from the Southern Song Dynasty until now just to barely scrape a hundred million.
But for Bian Xun, it was just money he could get his hands on with a bit of intimidation.
...Damn capitalist!
"?" The handsome, cold face of the capitalist seemed to show a hint of hesitation.
"." Ultimately, his expression went blank, and he said nothing.
His dark eyes studied her unblinkingly for a long moment. Suddenly looking amused, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
A hundred million was enough to leave her this shocked.
When she found out exactly how much she had spent, she would probably be too scared to speak.
Thinking of Ning Ye making that face, a wicked sense of anticipation welled up in Bian Xun's chest.
She wouldn't be able to pay it back in this lifetime.
Leaving the hospital, Ning Ye insisted on not taking the CEO's Maybach and called a cab to go back herself. Before she got in, Bian Xun directly handed the driver a hundred-yuan bill.
He was... crazy... Forget it, she would just treat it as the child's father paying for her ride.
Watching the car drive away, Bian Xun finally slowly withdrew his gaze, his eyes half-closed.
When he snatched her phone earlier, her related product recommendations were entirely children's items.
Bian Xun's gaze was cold and distant.
Investigating this matter would not be difficult for him.
...
Ning Ye had mostly recovered by the time she woke up the next day.
Fortunately, she took her medicine in time the night before, so her cold barely worsened.
When Ning Zhitao woke up, she had no idea Ning Ye had gone out in the middle of the night. Assuming her mother had been by her side the whole time, she rolled around in her arms, acting comfortably spoiled.
Even though Mommy and Daddy weren't sleeping together, Ning Zhitao knew Daddy was nearby and Mommy was right here. This made her feel very secure.
During the day, she continued to play with Zhang Sijie, waiting for her mother to return.
Today was the last day of the conference, which was primarily an exchange summit between various government departments and enterprises. The atmosphere was relatively relaxed, and there was a raffle activity after the morning agenda concluded.
Everyone received a number tag before entering the venue. The participating entrepreneurs from the morning drew the numbers. An automatic roller with a modern, smart flair scrolled across the large screen, stopping three times in total for three different prize tiers.
Ning Ye looked at the number tag in her hand in surprise. She hadn't expected to actually win a first prize.
The prize was an interactive family children's learning machine. It was the latest model on the market, compact and lightweight enough for a child to carry around.
After she won, Sister Zhou next to her looked full of envy. If Ning Ye didn't have Taotao, she definitely would have given it to her, but at this moment, she smiled and accepted it.
Today's luck is pretty good. I'll take this back for Taotao to play with.
During lunch, Jiang Xinghe asked her about last night. "Did President Bian... give you a hard time?"
Ning Ye shook her head.
She had to admit, Bian Xun's demeanor really made him look like a debt collector, but who knew he was actually there to give away money?
What a bizarre man.
Jiang Xinghe's gentle gaze held a hint of hesitation. As a fellow Jinghua University alumnus, after returning last night, he suddenly recalled some fragmented rumors from their student days. Relying on his memory, he searched the campus forum and seemed to understand something.
They used to be together and were highly in the spotlight.
Then, could Ning Ye's child... be his?
Jiang Xinghe's hands, resting politely on his knees, tightened slightly.
Looking at President Bian, it seemed he didn't know yet.
Naturally, Jiang Xinghe would not bring it up, let alone tell Bian Xun.
This was Ning Ye's private matter; he had no right to interfere.
It was just that, in a small, selfish corner of his heart, he hoped to be able to stay by Ning Ye's side and help her in the future.
After noon, the children went to the hotel lobby.
Ning Zhitao held her newly acquired learning tablet and played with Zhang Sijie. The two muttered to the small screen, playing with the AI teacher until their throats were dry, before Song Hua helplessly smiled and took the device away.
In the distance, a man's tall and slender figure happened to pass by, his gaze imperceptibly sweeping over the two children.
Assistant Zhang was following right behind Bian Xun. Seeing his boss's gaze actually fall upon his wife and child, a sudden wave of panic washed over him, and he hurriedly made hand gestures to Song Hua from afar.
The boss hated children so much, yet he had let his wife bring their child to the hot spring hotel during a business trip. This matter could be seen as big or small; he had no idea what the boss was thinking.
So, Assistant Zhang frantically mouthed the words: Boss, hits kids, run.
Bian Xun: "?"
Startled, Song Hua quickly grabbed the two girls' hands, stood up, and hurried away with her head down, acting extremely cautious.
Being led by Auntie Song Hua, Ning Zhitao turned her head back several times, blinked at her dad, and smiled happily.
Bian Xun fell silent for a moment, "..."
No matter, his probing was not over yet.
Ning Ye realized that her good luck for the day surprisingly hadn't ended either.
On the final afternoon of the conference, there was an on-site paper selection event. Because Ning Ye had read the materials carefully and listened attentively during the meetings, her submission was actually selected, earning her a family dining voucher for dinner on the hotel's rooftop.
Without hesitation, Ning Ye gave the voucher to Song Hua, who had been helping to look after Taotao these past two days, telling her to go with Assistant Zhang as a family of three.
Song Hua actually felt a bit embarrassed to accept, but Ning Ye had already taken Ning Zhitao's hand and headed back to their room. Their arms, one high and one low, swung back and forth. The mother and daughter's incredibly similar faces looked heartwarming and carefree.
When Bian Xun went up to the restaurant.
He stood in the center and looked around. He didn't see the figure he expected; instead, he only saw Assistant Zhang's family enjoying themselves happily.
Assistant Zhang was cutting his steak when he looked up and met his boss's indifferent gaze, "!"
This time, Bian Xun didn't further deepen his image as a child-beater; he simply turned and left.
"Is he gone?"
"He's gone."
Only then did Song Hua dare to turn around. Her husband's boss was clearly young and handsome, but his aura was frighteningly cold. Even the usually rowdy Zhang Sijie had obediently eaten the carrots and broccoli on her plate just now.
She wondered if such a man would be very fierce and strict after becoming a father.
"Would he really hit a child?" Song Hua asked her husband, still feeling a lingering fear.
After making sure his boss had left, Assistant Zhang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "Probably not."
Wasn't it said that the colder a man appeared on the outside, the greater the contrast on the inside?
Having been by President Bian's side for so many years, he had somewhat figured him out.
The emotions deep in his heart were not as calm and unruffled as his outward appearance suggested.
"Besides, President Bian is a man too. If he had a daughter, who wouldn't become completely devoted to her?"
...
Ning Ye brought Taotao back to the room. They could actually check out tomorrow morning, but if they did, she wouldn't be able to send the child to kindergarten on Monday.
Anyway, there were many bullet train schedules. Ning Ye decided to take the child back to the city tonight; sleeping in their own home at night would be more reassuring.
The most crucial point was that she didn't know if Xu Lanyi and Old Master Bian were still nearby.
She felt somewhat uneasy overall.
After packing their simple luggage, Ning Ye habitually checked under the pillows on the bed, the bathroom shelves, and other places. Once she confirmed nothing was left behind, she took her daughter's hand.
Just as they were about to leave, the phone by the bed rang.
The receptionist's joyful voice came through the receiver, "Hello, congratulations to the guest in room 1201. You have won a private viewing booth for the hotel's fireworks show. Please proceed to Room XX on the Xth floor of Building X at 19:00. We will provide you with drinks and a warm meal. We hope you enjoy the show..."
Ning Ye was truly surprised this time.
What kind of luck was this today?
The voice from the receiver was loud. As soon as Ning Zhitao heard "fireworks," her eyes lit up. In the past, she loved setting off fireworks with her mommy and daddy the most!
Ning Ye looked down and met the child's sparkling round eyes; she simply couldn't refuse.
Leaving a bit later would be fine. It was a rare opportunity.
The other colleagues either went to continue soaking in the hot springs or attended the post-conference banquet. Ning Ye led Taotao to the designated location. This building had a hollow square design, and each private booth had a balcony that angled towards the open night sky in the center.
Ning Ye took the child into their booth. Opposite them was another row of booth balconies. It was indeed a private setting, with only a few scattered families of tourists sitting there to watch the fireworks.
The booth directly opposite Ning Ye was empty. The room inside was pitch-black with no lights on.
She led the child to sit by the small stove. Just as they settled down, the first burst of fireworks lit up brilliantly, swiftly streaking into the night sky.
The dark room opposite them seemed to be illuminated for a moment, but the light overhead was dazzling. Everyone was looking at the fireworks, so no one noticed.
Ning Ye and Ning Zhitao tilted their heads up, wearing identical smiles that carried a contagious sense of happiness.
Opposite them.
Bian Xun leaned coldly by the window. Looking at the adult and the child, his heart skipped a beat as the truth came to light.
On the balcony warmed by the stove light, Ning Ye tucked the little girl's hand into her own pocket. Her almond eyes, gazing up at the sky, reflected a galaxy of stars. The little girl beside her was also smiling with her mouth wide open, sporting a shallow dimple at the corner of her mouth just like hers.
It was like a large and a small version of the same person.
An original and a photocopy.
They looked too much alike.
Where did this child come from? How could she look so much like Ning Ye?
Bian Xun leaned against the window, his eyes dark as he slowly furrowed his brows.
Could it be that Ning Ye's parents had another child?
At their age, they gave her a little sister?
Unless it was a biological sister, it would be hard to be this similar.
But the situation with Ning Ye's mother and father was very complicated.
Bian Xun frowned, feeling for the first time that this was a difficult problem to solve.
But at least he was certain of one thing: this child was indeed staying by Ning Ye's side.
And all those children's products she had bought recently were for this child.
Bian Xun leaned back coldly.
He didn't like children. Such a variable suddenly intruding into his life was nothing but trouble for him.
But he couldn't explain why there was a faint sense of unease at the bottom of his heart.
A feeling of being out of his control coiled around him, unraveling thread by thread.
He did not like Ning Ye having secrets from him.
The magnificent fireworks burned out, and the night sky returned to its dimness. The little girl opposite her still had not had enough. She hugged Ning Ye and said something, her actions intimate.
The light in Ning Ye's almond eyes was soft and glowing. She lowered her head, patted the girl's head, and then the big and small figures turned and left the private room.
Bian Xun's cold, dark eyes watched her leave. Ning Ye was completely unaware of her fortune for the day.
And, of course, he was not going to tell her.
Although the child's identity was still unknown, at least Bian Xun had figured out the reason for Ning Ye's spending.
Furthermore—
A dark gleam of precise calculation flashed in the young CEO's dark eyes. These past few days, he had been thinking about something.
If her swiping his card for purchases brought a ten-thousand-fold expansion.
Then, if she used his card to invest, could there be a ten-thousand-fold return rate?
It did not even need to be 10,000 times.
Just 100 times would be enough for Bian Xun's net worth to reach the top of the world by next year, making his wealth rival that of entire nations.
A touch of aristocratic elegance slowly spread from the corners of the man's eyes.
He would always recoup his investment.
Whether it was money.
Or the person.
Bian Xun stood up coldly and notified Assistant Zhang to prepare for their return trip.
Since they had left, there was no need for him to stay here.
Ning Ye took the child on the high-speed train back to the city. When they exited the station, Taotao was still reminiscing about the fireworks. Her eyes were bright, as if she had just experienced a soft, dreamy fairy tale, a scene of watching fireworks with her mother that she would remember even when she grew up.
Ning Ye was also very happy.
Growing up, her luck had never been particularly good, but her financial fortune today was unbelievably good. It seemed a bit of a pity to just let it pass by like this.
She looked left and right, and suddenly a lightbulb went off in her head. She had an idea.
Ten minutes later, amidst Ning Zhitao's cheers, Ning Ye also curled her lips into a smile as she looked at the card in her hand.
"We won! We won!"
Ning Ye had bought 100 yuan worth of lottery tickets, and she actually won 500 yuan!
Her financial luck today was simply off the charts.
Ning Zhitao bounced up and down in excitement, as if the mother and daughter had won a five-million-yuan jackpot. "Mommy, Mommy, you are so amazing!"
Ning Ye pinched the child's cheek. Suddenly remembering something, she ultimately decided not to cash the ticket.
This lottery ticket would also randomly refresh and appear with Bian Xun. Since it was bought with his card, she might as well give this bit of fortune to him.
After all, Bian Xun had paid a lot of money for her today, and he currently had no obligation to do so.
Plus, he was so sensitive about money right now.
And so, the mother and daughter held hands and happily went home together.
Half an hour later.
The CEO, clutching the lottery ticket in his hand, arrived at the lottery station.
"Congratulations, you won five hundred yuan!"
"Wait, are you the new CEO of Wujiang Group? May we interview you about how you feel right now!"
"It seems you aren't fazed at all by this 500 yuan. Is it because your wealth is so vast that you have lost all feeling for money?"
Bian Xun remained expressionless. He cashed the prize money and turned to leave.
Who the fuck would be happy spending one million to win 500 yuan?
Heh.
A very meaty chapter!
Will continue to fight furiously for the midnight update tomorrow.
