Chapter 51

"Xiaolong, forget it!"

Zhou Chen patted Chen Xiaolong on the shoulder.

In this era where gangsters have not yet been eradicated in all aspects, no one wants to offend those gangsters.

Chen Xiaolong's words appear to be moral kidnapping.

"Huang Qiqi, please stop crying. Just hope you're fine!"

Zhou Chen changed the tragedy he had just foreseen.

Huang Qiqi survived, which is a blessing among misfortunes.

"But my tuition fee is gone. Without tuition fee, I can't go to school... wu wu wu... what should I do?"

Huang Qiqi squatted on the ground, hugging her head and crying.

There are 4,000 yuan in her schoolbag, 3,000 yuan of which her parents earned from working early in the morning and working hard for more than half a year, and the other 1,000 yuan was earned by her grandfather from selling cattle.

Zhou Chen said: "I will help you with the tuition fees first..."

After all, Huang Qiqi's history was changed because of her. Helping her pay her tuition was also a way to make up for her guilt.

Huang Qiqi raised her head and looked at Zhou Chen with tears in her eyes: "Do you have that much money?"

Zhou Chen smiled lightly and said, "I made some money playing games during the summer vacation!"

Huang Qiqi looked at Chen Xiaolong dubiously, and asked with a cry: "Is what Zhou Chen said true?"

Chen Xiaolong grinned and said, "Well, he is a rich man now!"

"Uh-huh... But it may take me a long time to pay you back!"

Huang Qiqi cried harder and harder. She and Zhou Chen had nothing to do with each other, but Zhou Chen was actually willing to pay her tuition. This was not a small amount of money, and it would probably take several years to pay off the part-time job in the future.

"Don't worry about paying back the money. Let's wait until you get a job later!"

Zhou Chen didn't even think about asking her to pay back the money, and even decided to help Huang Qiqi make more money in the future.

After a while, people from the police station arrived.

The two accompanied Huang Qiqi to record a confession and file the case.

Then return to the night market for dinner.

Zhou Chen went back to the hotel and took 5,000 yuan from his suitcase.

Five thousand yuan was not a small amount of money in this era, but he didn't feel bad at all.

Chen Xiaolong ordered eight dishes in one go at the seafood restaurant.

Huang Qiqi was numb.

She also knew that Chen Xiaolong's family was well off, but was this too exaggerated?

Can three people eat eight dishes?

"Little handsome boy, your arm is injured. Do you want to go take care of it?"

The waiter noticed that Chen Xiaolong had a scratch on his arm and asked politely.

"It's a small injury, it's okay!"

Chen Xiaolong waved his hand and said: "Let's have another spicy prawn!"

The waiter asked again: "Is there anyone else?"

Chen Xiaolong nodded: "There is one more!"

The waiter was stunned: "Just one?"

Three people ordered nine dishes.

It seems that this handsome guy is the second generation of rich people!

Only then did Chen Xiaolong realize that he seemed to have ordered too much.

Wanting to cross out a few, but worried about being looked down upon by the waiter, he simply put his arm around the shoulders of Huang Qiqi, who was sitting next to him, and said arrogantly: "I'm treating my girlfriend to dinner, what's wrong with ordering a few more dishes?"

Huang Qiqi's eyes suddenly widened, and two blushes appeared on her face.

I wanted to push Chen Xiaolong away, but I was afraid of hurting his self-esteem.

Thinking of the image of Chen Xiaolong rushing to save herself, she blushed and lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too talkative!"

The waiter apologized quickly.

This is not the case.

Many rich second-generation people order more than ten dishes alone!

After the waiter left, Zhou Chen opened the box door and walked in.

Seeing Chen Xiaolong hugging Huang Qiqi, Zhou Chen said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Xiaolong, you can do it, how can you pick up classmate Huang Qiqi so quickly?"

Chen Xiaolong blushed and quickly retracted his hand, stumbling and saying: "Huang... Qiqi... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

"No...it doesn't matter!"

Huang Qiqi's face was red with embarrassment, her head lowered and her voice was like a mosquito.

Both were shy and kept their heads down without speaking.

Zhou Chen took out five thousand yuan from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Huang Qiqi: "Huang Qiqi, this is your tuition fee!"

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