“No, I don’t have time for romance, and besides—” Xia Yuluo lowered her head, not continuing.
“Besides what?” he pressed.
“Anyway, just no.”
“What if a boy confesses to you?”
“As long as it’s not you, I’ll ignore anyone else.”
How harsh, completely blocking all paths.
“What if I confess to you?”
Yuluo tilted her head, blinking her pure, clear eyes that seemed to see right through to one’s heart, “You won’t. You’re not that kind of person.”
Good heavens.
Too lame.
Fang Yuzhe realized the problem was serious. He seemed to have fallen for this country girl who couldn’t understand even the most direct hints.
Is it that girls from the countryside are more pristine, less industrially polluted, pure in a particularly appealing way?
Xia Yuluo received the 30,000 yuan, and although she felt uneasy, if she delayed her mother’s treatment, wouldn’t she regret it for the rest of her life? She would definitely find a way to repay the favor to Fang Yuzhe. This boy was so kind and good to her. When she grows up and starts dating, she definitely wants to find a boy just like him! But, is it too much to ask for someone who is handsome, rich, and good to her?
“Dad, I want to go home,” Xia Yuluo said to Xia Dahao one evening during dinner.
“Go home? Why?” Xia Dahao looked at her in surprise.
“Well—a friend lent me 30,000 yuan, and I want to go back to get my mother treated!”
Ma Jiao laughed, “What kind of friend is so generous? Is it a boyfriend?”
“No!” Yuluo hurriedly explained, “Just an ordinary friend. He also said that treatment can’t be delayed, so he lent me the money.”
“So we’re delaying your mother’s treatment!”
“Aunt Ma, that’s not what I meant.”
Xia Dahao looked dissatisfied at his wife, “Why are you arguing with the child!”
“Fine, fine, I won’t say anything. You go ahead,” Ma Jiao said coldly.
“Well—Yuluo, your mother’s illness is not urgent. Dad will take you back another time.”
“Why!” Yuluo was anxious, “How can an illness not be urgent? What if—Dad, my mother doesn’t have a serious illness, right?”
