Qin Wenrou continued to plead tearfully for his help, but Ao Xinghao’s sarcastic smile was particularly grating:
"You ask us why we have to do this? Ha, just now when you kept threatening to call the police, why didn’t you think about why we have to do this?"
Lan Yingjun closed his eyes, knowing that he couldn’t control the situation today.
In order to salvage a bit of dignity, he almost dragged Qin Wenrou: "Let’s go."
==
Once they were out of the dormitory building, Lan Yingjun relaxed a little, comforting Qin Wenrou: "A disciplinary record is just a record. If it’s less than three tis, it only goes on record, and doesn’t lead to expulsion."
In other words, a record might look bad, but at least it’s better than being expelled.
Qin Wenrou trembled, her lips quivering, appearing both restrained and aggrieved, holding back from speaking, and she nodded.
The things she was proud of—the title of campus flower, her good grades and records—were all trampled on by that ugly freak today!
She couldn’t stand it!
She just wanted to tear that ugly freak to pieces.
But in front of the man, she had to present herself as a lady. Let him pity her, protect her, and provide as much value to her as possible.
Sure enough.
Lan Yingjun’s heart softened: "I’ll arrange for you to see the best cardiac surgeon. The most important thing is to take care of our health, don’t be upset over these things, it’s not worth it."
Qin Wenrou, with her eyes reddened, nodded more sensibly: "Brother Jun, I know your company needs funds for circulation. You’ve already spent so much money on my illness. I’ll go ho and check if there are any relics that my sister left that I can sell... don’t work so hard to raise money for ..."
Lan Yingjun, hearing this, imdiately rembered the reason he found Qin Wenrou today.
His brow furrowed tightly: "The batch of dicinal herbs your sister had transported last ti was stolen!"
Qin Wenrou: "What? Who would dare to steal from the Lan Family’s warehouse?"
Lan Yingjun hesitated several tis before speaking the truth: "The thief looks exactly like your sister."
Qin Wenrou’s heart skipped a beat, almost unable to stand: "Brother Jun, my heart’s not good, don’t scare ..."
Lan Yingjun: "That’s why I ca to find you, to ask if when that happened at Ice Lake, was your sister really dead? Why does your family always keep her death a secret?"
Qin Wenrou dodged her gaze montarily: "The rescue team didn’t find a body, saying it was eaten by fish. Her uniform was covered in blood, and it was minus forty-five degrees at Ice Lake, there’s no way she survived. The death wasn’t announced because... my sister had an engagent with a wealthy cripple, he was even about to send the betrothal gift..."
Lan Yingjun’s breath caught: "A wealthy cripple?"
Sohow, although he never considered marrying soone like Qin Xin, hearing she was engaged to another man still made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
"So, are you sure your sister really passed away?" he asked again.
Qin Wenrou nodded affirmatively: "The funeral was held in the backyard of our house, and mom decided to cancel my sister’s engagent. Anyway, I would definitely not marry in her place, Brother Jun, you know, my heart is only for you..."
The feeling of being reassured by the gentle girl’s loyalty made Lan Yingjun regain a bit of confidence.
Confirming Qin Xin was truly dead, he also felt a bit at ease.
He tightly held Qin Wenrou’s hand:
"Don’t worry, I’ve already established connections with Red Society, they’ll definitely find you a good doctor."
"The cardiac donor your sister found for you is also ready. Your sister chose very well; the heart is young and healthy."
"Once the date is set, I’ll let you know. The doctors at Red Society are quite aloof, just be obedient when the ti cos..."
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