Chu Heng chased for a few steps, but when he saw that he couldn't catch up with Han Yunwen, he stopped and looked at her with a dumbfounded expression as she ran away like a deer being chased by a dog, shouting: "Come back quickly, you run."
Did the monk still run away from the temple after getting it? Can you be smarter?"
Han Yunwen, who was just thinking about running away, suddenly came back to her senses and realized what a stupid thing she had done. She stamped her feet in embarrassment, knowing that she couldn't escape, so she had no choice but to turn around.
With his hands behind his back, he lowered his head and stared at his toes, dawdling and reluctantly walking back. {What? You don’t know yet|.Read.ＯＭ, read the chapter with no mistakes|Hurry up and google it}
She knew very well that as long as she went back, 80% of the money would not be given away.
Seeing this, Chu Heng could only walk a few steps quickly to come to her. He glanced at this tall, slender and somewhat slender girl. He smiled and put the money that the other party had given him before into her hand, and said: "No.
, why are you giving me money so blindly? I don’t lack this."
"Oh, this is yours, take it quickly." Han Yunwen hurriedly pushed back: "Take it, take it quickly."
In fact, she could tell from the hotel Chu Heng stayed in and the car he took when traveling, that he most likely was not short of money.
But whether they are short of money or not is a family's business. Doesn't it mean her family doesn't use it?
The 20,000 yuan was the money her family planned to buy a shop, and it was not Han Yunwen who secretly took it out on her own, but Han's father and mother handed the money to her.
Although this money was somewhat insignificant compared to Chu Heng's original help to their old Han family, this was all they could afford.
"It doesn't take that much to pay back the money. It costs ten thousand or twenty thousand at least!" Chu Heng also roughly guessed some of their family's ideas. He looked at the debt of gratitude in his hand with a headache and knew that it would be impossible if he didn't accept it.
Yes, otherwise the Han family will have to find other ways to repay the favor in the future.
It will be more troublesome if it is not done well.
So he pondered for a moment, took out a few thousand yuan from it, and stuffed the rest back: "These are enough."
Han Yunwen glanced at the money that was back in her hand, which was not much less. Just when she was about to say something, she was slapped back by Chu Heng.
"Go back." Chu Heng patted her head gently and said softly: "As long as you can live a prosperous life, it will be the best reward for me."
"Yeah." Feeling the warmth from the big hand on top of her head, Han Yunwen felt dizzy for a moment, her heart pounding, her face began to turn red, and she, who had always been sharp-tongued, actually said no for a moment.
The words came out.
"Gone."
Chu Heng retracted his hand and turned around to leave.
Han Yunwen stopped where she was, looking at him unblinkingly with her bright eyes, until she couldn't see anything anymore, then she touched the top of her head, which seemed to be still warm, suddenly smiled sweetly, and returned the money with a look of joy on her face.
Home.
At this time, her shop was closed. She carefully went downstairs to check the door lock, and then went upstairs with confidence.
She just returned home, and her sister-in-law, who had just finished washing, ran out of the room with disheveled hair like a ghost, and asked hurriedly: "How is it? Did Chu Heng accept it?"
"No, I just took a few thousand dollars for fun." Han Yunwen shrugged and shook the money in her hand.
"Hey, Chu Heng is a kind person."
Father Han, who was following closely, sighed after hearing this, shook his head and returned to his room.
The sister-in-law secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to her sister-in-law with a smile: "If you take it, take it away. If you have a chance, you can give it to me again. You go wash your hair quickly. I boiled a large pot of boiling water today."
It wasn't that she objected to her family repaying Chu Heng, she just complained about their behavior of draining the family's wealth.
"I won't wash my hair anymore. I won't wash my hair anymore!"
Han Yunwen touched her head, and suddenly there was an inexplicable snicker on her delicate porcelain white face that her sister-in-law didn't understand, and she went back to the room humming a ditty.
"What's wrong with this crazy girl?" The sister-in-law was confused.
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On Chu Heng's side, after leaving Sai Yeung Choi Street, the car drove towards Hong Kong Island.
At this time, Kowloon has not yet been developed, and is far less prosperous and lively than Hong Kong Island. In addition, there have been strikes and demonstrations recently, and few street shops are open, making it even less interesting.
Chu Heng leaned against the car window and looked at the bleak street scene outside the window for a while. He felt that it was really boring, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, the car returned to the Hilton, and Cen Hao pushed him roughly to wake him up.
"Wake up, Master Chu, we are here."
"Hmm~"
Chu Heng, who was a little sleepy, opened his eyes blankly. He was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses. He glanced at the luxurious and elegant Hilton Hotel nearby, then took out a fifty yuan Hong Kong dollar from his pocket and handed it to him.
The driver said with a smile: "I have made you wait all day. Thank you for your hard work. I will use the money to drink tea."
The driver, who was full of complaints, suddenly lost all thought when he saw so much money. He took it with a smile and said hurriedly: "Thank you, Mr. Chu."
"Go back and rest early."
Chu Heng smiled at him again, waited for the doorman to come and open the car door, got out of the car, threw him a piece of tip, and then went upstairs with Cen Hao.
After the two returned to the room.
Chu Heng went to wash up first. Within five minutes, he came out wearing a bathrobe and full of moisture. He lit a cigarette and stood at the window, looking in the direction of the Mandarin Hotel in trance, thinking in his mind.
Something happened, and his face suddenly became bright and dark.
When Cen Hao also came out of the shower, he saw that he was still standing there and ignored him. He just found a comic book and got into bed, reading it with relish.
He bought this book from Sai Yeung Choi Street today. The content is very interesting.
"Whoosh!"
Half an hour passed quickly amid the sound of turning pages, and Chu Heng also stood at the window for half an hour.
"Cen Hao!"
Suddenly, Chu Heng, who had just finished smoking his second cigarette, turned around and looked at his little brother who was concentrating on reading.
"Huh?" Cen Hao put down his book and looked at him.
"Haven't you always wanted to teach Barton and his son a lesson? Now the opportunity has come." Chu Heng said with a smile.
Cen Hao's eyes lit up when he heard this. He sat up quickly and asked eagerly, "What do you think we should do?"
"So, so, so, so..." Chu Heng muttered about his plan.
After hearing this, Cen Hao's face was full of resistance, and he asked tangledly: "Your method sounds good, but...can we change someone else? I don't want to go."
"Who should I change? Che Xiaobao or Qian Jiefang?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him: "You are the only one available to me now, who do you want me to find?"
Cen Hao gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty: "Then... okay, but you have to promise me not to tell anyone else."
