Chapter 803: Chapter 800
As he finished speaking, Cheng Dongyuan slightly raised his eyebrows. He glanced at the hospital behind him, which he had already left, and then turned back to look at her, speaking faintly:
“Wasn’t it that girl named Bai Lu? That’s what she told me.”
She suddenly snorted lightly and, wiping her face, found herself at a loss for words.
So that’s what he had thought? He believed Bai Lu’s words?
If it were really as he said, then Bai Lu’s actions were rather ridiculous.
To cling to him, would she say anything?
She bit her lower lip slightly and when she spoke again, her tone was a bit more indifferent, “She can say whatever she wants, but that’s not the point. The point is that you shouldn’t be the one paying this money, and it doesn’t involve you, so I must return this money to you.”
As she spoke, her attitude became a bit more forceful: “Whether you like it or not, you need to give me a contact number; otherwise, don’t leave.”
She stood in front of him, blocking his path.
Cheng Dongyuan looked at her determined demeanor and those clear, bright eyes, and could only shake his head helplessly. He simply took out his phone and said to her, “Then let’s just add WeChat. I’m not in a hurry about the money; you can repay it slowly.”
Xu Weiran didn’t want to think about it too much, only that she really couldn’t let him take the money.
They were neither kin nor did they know each other.
After Cheng Dongyuan added her on WeChat, he saw the name on her WeChat:
She hummed softly through her nose.
Cheng Dongyuan nodded and told her his own name, though Xu Weiran seemed not to care much about these details. After getting the WeChat ID, she prepared to leave.
“Then I won’t disturb Mr. Cheng anymore, I have some errands to run, so I’ll be leaving first.”
However, just as she turned to leave, suddenly a runaway scooter darted from the side of the street directly towards her.
“Ah…! Move aside, quickly move away!”
The owner of the scooter yelled. Get full chapters from novᴇlfire.net
But the scene unfolded so suddenly, before she could react, the scooter was rushing towards her. Just as she thought she couldn’t dodge in time, suddenly a strong force came from behind her, and someone grabbed her around the waist, swiftly moving her out of the scooter’s path.
And she fell into a warm yet firm embrace, her nose filled with a faint scent of mint.
Gradually calming her startled heart.
But when she realized her current position, she immediately froze, her earlobes burning up.
She saw herself in his arms, not in anyone else’s but in the arms of this Mr. Cheng, with her back against him, his arms still encircling her waist.
Even through a layer of clothing, she could feel the firmness and warmth of this man.
Once she realized this, she hastily struggled free, and their eyes met briefly. She then pursed her lips, lowered her head, and quickly left.
Without looking back.
And Cheng Dongyuan: “…”
He just watched her hurriedly leave, her slender figure disappearing, his hand still in the position it had been a moment ago, unmoving.
Not for any other reason, but because…
What a familiar scent.
That Qingya fragrance, subtle and indefinable, was the same scent he had smelled before when he had been unconscious and struggling to breathe.
Was it her distinctive, unique scent…?
That was the scent he had smelled when he struggled to breathe, exactly the same.
Was it her distinctive, unique scent…?