The two of them took the bus to the Giant store near the school and picked out two bicycles. Molly insisted on giving her one, and there was no way to refuse.
Hua Yan had no choice but to choose a mountain bike. The one she rode before was also a Giant but was just an ordinary 24-inch bike. It cost over one thousand yuan when she bought it. This ti, she chose a white sports version mountain bike for over 3,000 yuan, which ca with a helt, locks, and other accessories. Molly’s was even more expensive, over eight thousand yuan. In her words, they could ride together in the future, which was indeed a form of exercise.
"This trip wasn’t in vain. You are really generous to . Later, give back the living expenses you paid, or else I won’t cook for you anymore. You’re making feel too stressed, trying to use favors to bribe . Not a chance,"
Molly saw the little girl wasn’t joking and could only surrender: "Alright, alright! No more living expenses in the future, okay?"
At worst, I’ll just give you gifts.
It’s not easy for , Molly, to make a friend. When I find soone I like, I want to be wholeheartedly good to her.
Unexpectedly, Hua Yan saw through her thoughts: "Don’t pressure , don’t give gifts, that’s enough. Save your money for the future, don’t spend it on irrelevant people. If you really have nowhere to spend it, there are so many people in society who need help. We can do sothing more aningful, don’t you think?"
Molly sighed, "I feel like my dad has possessed you. It feels like I’m out of the scene every minute, your nagging is just like his."
"That just shows that a father’s love is profound, not as direct as a mother’s love. So, you should try to see how hard it is for him. When you feel embarrassed, send him a WeChat ssage to say hello. Tell him about your recent life and studies, let him know about your life. I think these are things you should do. Chat more, and it becos a habit."
Molly subconsciously rubbed her arms: "I’m getting goosebumps, sister, that’s not my style!"
Hua Yan took a deep breath: "It’s okay, we’ll take it slow."
Back at school, Hua Yan went to the library, and Molly returned to the dormitory. On her dormitory bed, she awkwardly opened her father’s WeChat, casually flipped through it, and found that she either asked for money or asked for money, seemingly never having any other communication. Recalling what Hua Yan had said, she pressed her lips together and sowhat difficultly started typing a sentence, word by word, pondering her words.
anwhile, Mo Ke, who had just gotten off the plane and freshened up at the hotel, was preparing to open his briefcase to work when he heard the WeChat notification. He opened it and took a look.
[Dad, I’ve returned to school. The new house suits well. I’ve been eating well at a classmate’s place for two or three days. Thank you, dad, for being so generous, allowing to have my current free and happy life. Amidst your busy work, don’t forget to exercise, don’t age too quickly, I’m still counting on you as my pillar in life!]
Such a short ssage, Mo Ke stared at it three or four tis, finally sitting down on the sofa with red eyes, releasing a long, deep breath.
"This change in just a few days, could sothing really have happened that night? And that classmate nad Hua Yan, could her influence be that significant?"
When Molly initially asked him to buy the house, he was completely unwilling. It wasn’t until soone around him investigated and found out that she had recently made a good friend. This classmate was also an excellent student with strong character, although from a complex family background, her independence was impressive. As a CEO of a listed company, he naturally understood how much such a person could influence his daughter. Being around her would only bring benefits, no downsides. But he didn’t expect the change to happen so quickly, it was almost unbelievable.
Mo Ke thought, in the end, he must start investigating from that night. He had asked his child about the specifics of that evening, but she wouldn’t talk, even using the routines for handling hospitals and police, completely unfazed by his probing. Mo Ke thought it over and ultimately couldn’t sit still.
He felt he really had to et this classmate nad Hua Yan.
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In the library, Hua Yan sent the skit she wrote to Ling Yao, asking if he wanted to join them in filming a short drama.
"For now, there’s no money to be made. If there’s any advertising revenue in the future, there can be dividends, but maybe in one or two years, there will only be traffic, no salary."
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