Chapter 72: So Cold

ssible.” 。Every move she made had long been seen through by the man on the opposite sofa. 。Shen Xiuqin narrowed his eyes, sizing up Jian Tong... If he hadn't seen her today at Donghuang, he would have...Qin Mumu suddenly became speechless. She felt a little embarrassed, but she couldn't refute Jian Tong.

She said, "From the beginning to the end, I owe you nothing. Do you think I wanted to plead for you"

In Qin Mumumu's eyes, Jian Tong was once a pushover, a clueless fool. But the clueless fool wasn't truly clueless all along, and the pushover wasn't really a pushover.

Qin Mumumu had a prejudice against Jian Tong before, and later, she became even more jealous of Jian Tong because of Xiao Heng. If Jian Tong was replaced by Su Meng or any other outstanding woman, Qin Mumumu's jealousy would have turned into envy.

Envy and jealousy are often just a hair's breadth apart.

Even though she was better than Jian Tong in every way, why couldn't Xiao Heng see her, but only Jian Tong

Míng míng jiǎn tóng is just a woman who would do anything for money, a worthless, pathetic wretch. While I remain pure and virtuous, why does Xiāo Héng only have eyes for Jiǎn Tóng

And if this person were not Jian Tong, but another outstanding and dazzling woman... then the result would be completely different.

Jian Tong's mediocrity and poverty became original sins.

But, it turned out that the fool in my eyes wasn't a fool at all. It turned out that Jian Tong understood everything and knew everything.

Qin Mumu fell silent for a moment... "You're still being hypocritical. Since you don't want to do it, why even bother Isn't it just so you can show your kind side in front of the big boss"

Jian Tong didn't bother to explain. Many things didn't need explaining to someone irrelevant: "Let's go, don't bother me anymore." Saying that, she shut the door in Qin Mumumu's face.

"Wait!" The door was flung open, Jian Tong frowned... Was this never going to end

"I... Since you said so, I believe you pleaded for me in front of the big boss." Qin Mumu glared at Jian Tong:

"Since you could plead with the big boss for me in front of him, sparing my life, why can't you ask him to drop this entirely"

The implication is that the speaker is asking Jian Tong: Since you can beg the big boss for mercy, why not simply ask him to show leniency and drop the matter completely.

Gian had not expected Qin Mumumu to ask that question. She was silent for a while, then said:

"You die from illness, I don't care; you die in a car accident, I don't care; you piss off the big boss again and get crushed, I don't care.

But this time, it's related to me after all. And I don't want to owe another life, whoever she is, whether it's someone who wronged me or a stranger. As long as her life and death are somehow related to me, directly or indirectly, I will go to the big boss and plead for her.

Because I don't want to bear the weight of a life lost in this half of my life, struggling on.

At least, the price the man offered was something she could afford to pay back. But owing a life... that was a debt she couldn't repay in this lifetime.

"Qin Mumumu, to put it another way, if that day you had only offended the big boss and had nothing to do with me, I guarantee that I would never plead for you that day. Even if it cost me anything, I wouldn't say a word for you."

Jian Tong said this to Qin Mumumu, as if even she herself believed this reason.

But deep down inside her, there was probably a pride she didn't even realize... Who is Qin Mumumu Qin Mumumu is nobody! Qin Mumumu is not Ah Lu. Qin Mumumu doesn't deserve to owe anything for the rest of her life!

Deep within Jian Tong's heart, there was such pride... Now she was shrinking, pale, and mediocre. Three years of prison life had crushed her once proud head, but what remained was the essence that flowed in her blood and resided in her bones.

She... had long since forgotten the once flamboyant and confident self. But some things were still deeply buried in her heart, ingrained in her bones and flesh.

Qin Mumumu was pushed out by Jian Tong. When the door closed, Qin Mumumu was still lost in thought.

Her ears were buzzing... Today, the thing that shocked her the most wasn't Jian Tong's penetrating words, but Jian Tong's last sentence...extremely cold!

Jian Tong said that if she were to die and it had nothing to do with her, then even without having to pay any price, she would absolutely not plead for herself.

How cold... What kind of person would be so cold

Yes, it was coldness. A humble and subservient woman, yet so coldhearted in the face of such a momentous event as life and death.

Paradoxical strangeness.

Suddenly, Qin Mumumu's mind was flooded with everything about Jian Tong. At this moment, she seemed to understand why Jian Tong would crawl on the ground like a dog, why she would do things that others wouldn't even consider... Because this woman didn't care about herself at all.

Qin Mumumu only knew one thing, but not the other… Jian Tong her, she didn't care about anyone, including herself.

All that remains in my life is to fulfill the dreams of a girl.

When Qin Mumumu left, she was a little dazed. She still hated Jian Tong... Mr. Xiao had been so ruthless to her for Jian Tong's sake.

Whether Jian Tong's misfortune is real or fake, at least for money, she can do anything despicable. This is true, it's a secret known by all the staff of Donghuang.

Mr. Xiao...he was only deceived by Jian Tong.

Qin Mumumu thought so, she would let Mr. Xiao see Jian Tong's lowly nature!

As night deepened.

At the entrance of a dimly lit staircase, stood a dark silhouette.

Qin Mumumu was startled.

"You, you...how haven't you left yet"

Kane hugged his arms, leaning against the wall, and glanced at Qin Mumu with a smile: "Accidentally, I dropped my phone in your coat pocket."

As he spoke, he reached out and put his hand towards Qin Mumumu's coat pocket.

"Hey! What are you doing, robbing me I'm going to report..." the police...

Before she could finish speaking, Qin Mumu stared blankly as the man’s long fingers reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a phone. It wasn’t hers.

"You... when... how..."

“It was just an accident, it fell into your pocket.”

"Are you kidding me!" Qin Mumumu wanted to retort, but instinctively felt that this man was someone she couldn't afford to mess with. She had already gotten on the wrong side of the big boss. Now seeing such a handsome, dashing, and wealthy man, she felt a little nervous.

The phone, of course, didn't "accidentally" fall into Qin Mumumu's coat pocket. Kane brushed past her when he went downstairs. He had a good memory; this woman was the same one who had been with Jian Tong in the hospital that day. So, casually, he opened his phone and "accidentally" dropped it into Qin Mumumu's pocket.

"Oh, and... thank you for providing me with firsthand information." It helped him get a clearer picture of his prey.

The phone screen still remained on the recording interface., he slid down along the wall behind him, squatting in a corner where moss grew on the crumbling walls. His broad palm slowly lifted, covering most of his face, and from between his fingers, tiny bead...