My Girlfriend Who Develops Through Development

"So you didn't give Shen Bushu one million, right?"

"Give him a million? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

Lin Mo replied absentmindedly, "Wouldn't it be better to give you this money? You little money-grubber, I'd give you a million and make you call me dad, and you wouldn't object."

As soon as he said it, he belatedly realized what he had done and looked up to see An Youyu's pretty face flushed red, her teeth clenched, as if she wanted to pounce on him and kill him.

Looking at her mother again, the strangeness in her expression was even more pronounced.

"cough!"

Lin Mo chuckled dryly, "Just kidding. By the way, the doctor just said it's almost time to be discharged. I'll go to the nurses' station to complete the formalities. You guys chat, you guys chat."

The moment he finished speaking, he had already left the ward.

Only Lin Shu and An Youyu remained in the ward.

Lin Shu stared at the girl with a smile on her face, without saying a word. As time went by, her smile grew even wider.

An Youyu stammered, "Auntie, I...I need to use the restroom..."

After saying that, she fled into the bathroom, turned on the tap, and the sound of running water eased her tension a little.

"hateful!"

"I really want to glue that bastard's mouth shut. It's a complete slander. I may like money, but I have my bottom line. You think you can make me call you 'Dad' for a million dollars? Absolutely not."

"Bastard, black-hearted bastard, filthy bastard!!!"

...

"Ah-"

Lin Mo, who was processing his discharge procedures at the nurses' station, suddenly sneezed. He rubbed his nose and caught a glimpse of a figure in the left corridor out of the corner of his eye.

It was the girl with pigtails whom he had met briefly not long ago. She was carrying a kettle of hot water and noticed Lin Mo, glancing towards the door of Shen Buxu's hospital bed.

She suddenly stopped as she passed the nurses' station.

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "Something wrong?"

The girl with pigtails extended her right hand to Lin Mo, her palm open, revealing a bank card. "Here's the money. You'd better be more careful in the future. It'll be a lot of trouble if you mess with someone like Shen Buxu."

The other party's behavior was somewhat unexpected by Lin Mo. He glanced at the girl with pigtails, extended his right hand, and said, "Lin Mo."

The girl with pigtails was taken aback for a moment, then smiled. After shaking hands with Lin Mo, she also gave her name, "Fang Jin".

"You and Shen Buxu..."

"That's right, it's the kind of relationship you're thinking of."

Fang Jin seemed uninterested in this illicit relationship and made no attempt to hide it.

Lin Mo laughed, "You're so young to be doing this, you must have encountered some difficulties."

Fang Jin's breath hitched, and the look in her eyes as she looked at Lin Mo changed.

What she did couldn't be hidden at all. After all, a young girl who hadn't even graduated from university suddenly made a lot of money. Anyone with a little intelligence would have guessed it immediately.

Although her relatives didn't say anything, their eyes were full of contempt and disgust when they looked at her.

But the boy in front of her had clear eyes as always, showing no sign of looking down on her.

“My dad is a gambler. He sold our house and used the money to gamble. After accumulating a huge debt, he disappeared. Half a year ago, my mom was diagnosed with uremia.”

Fang Jin's few words conveyed heartache, despair, and a touch of numbness.

She took a deep breath, a determined look appearing in her eyes, "I...don't want my mother to die..."

Just then, the nurse handed over a list, saying, "Just sign it."

"it is good."

After signing the papers, Lin Mo glanced at Fang Jin and pointed to the stairwell not far away.

Fang Jin understood.

The two approached the window in the stairwell. Lin Mo glanced at the bag on Fang Jin's shoulder and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

Fang Jin was somewhat surprised, "You smoke?"

"I used to smoke a lot, but I haven't smoked in a long time."

Fang Jin nodded, took out cigarettes from her bag, handed one to Lin Mo, and lit one for herself.

Lin Mo lit the fire, took a deep breath, and the taste from his memory filled his mouth.

He looked down at the people rushing by and said, "Don't look down on yourself, and don't despise yourself. At least you're using your own methods to prolong your mother's life."

Fang Jin took a deep breath, and smiled bleakly as she exhaled smoke, "My life is over. Now I'm just barely surviving."

"Oh, right, here's the card."

Lin Mo glanced at Fang Jin but didn't take it. "I found the card."

Fang Jin looked surprised, then laughed. Recalling what had happened not long ago, a hint of curiosity appeared in her eyes. "You're not being kept by that girl, are you?"

"Oh?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "Why do you say that?"

Fang Jin simply said, "It doesn't look like it. That girl is too beautiful."

Lin Mo said half-jokingly, "So, it's because I'm not good enough for you?"

Fang Jin was taken aback. "With this kind of conversation, it's hard to make friends."

Lin Mo casually exhaled a smoke ring. "It's not about the quantity of friends, but the quality."

Fang Jin was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "Are you and that girl really...?"

"Speak human language to humans, and ghost language to ghosts."

"I knew it."

Lin Mo's answer made Fang Jin laugh again, and the two didn't exchange any more words after that.

After finishing their cigarettes side by side, Fang Jin waved the kettle in her hand and said, "I should go."

"and many more."

Fang Jin, who had just turned around, stopped and looked back in confusion. "Is there something else?"

Lin Mo looked Fang Jin up and down, then pulled out a note he had just written from his back pocket. “It’s fate that we met. Call this number and tell them my name. They will give you a good job, at least as good as what you earn now.”

Fang Jin hesitated for a moment, but when she noticed that Lin Mo had maintained a clear gaze throughout, she silently took the note and said, "Thank you."

"Wait a moment."

Lin Mo called out to Fang Jin, who was about to leave, once again.

Fang Jin looked puzzled.

Lin Mo pointed to the two ponytails on her head, "The left one is tied a little crooked, which will affect the balance."

Fang Jin: "..."

Chapter 417 How Much Sorrow Can One Bear?

After saying goodbye to Fang Jin, Lin Mo took out the completed discharge form and returned to the ward.

Just as An Youyu entered the ward, she seemed to sense something while chatting with Lin Shu. She got up and came to Lin Mo, sniffing him all over with her delicate nose. Her tone was somewhat surprised and uncertain, "Why do you smell of smoke?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Shu's eyes narrowed.

Lin Mo felt a tightness in his back.

Oops!

I forgot to rinse my mouth before coming back.

"Little Mo."

Hearing his mother's voice, Lin Mo forced himself to reply, "Mom, the discharge procedures have been completed."

Lin Shu didn't even glance at the discharge papers in her son's hand, and asked casually, "Did you smoke?"

quiet!

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Mo smiled calmly, "I smoked it."

There's no need to hide this, nor is there any need to hide it.

Anyway, it will be discovered sooner or later.

"Smear less."

Lin Mo was somewhat surprised not to hear the scolding he had expected. He looked up at his mother and tentatively asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"angry?"

Lin Shu smiled and retorted, "Why should I be angry? You're an adult now. Mom can only offer reminders; the final decision is yours."

"If a person can't even control their own hobbies, then their life is far too bleak,"

"My mother is enlightened."

After flattering her, Lin Mo turned his gaze to An Youyu.

The girl wasn't angry as expected; there was just a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Mo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "What's wrong? Is there anything you want to ask?"

An Youyu glanced at Lin Shu on the hospital bed without leaving a trace, took a step forward, and lowered her voice considerably, "I heard that people who smoke are troubled by something. Is something on your mind?"

"If you'd like, I can be your confidant. Don't worry, what you tell me is known only to heaven, earth, you, and me, and absolutely no third person will know."

There was no accountability, only understanding and concern.

An Youyu's attitude would be fatal to any boy.

Lin Mo was somewhat distracted as well.

Seeing that Lin Mo remained silent, a hint of frustration flashed in An Youyu's eyes. "What I just said was just a suggestion. If you don't think it's appropriate, then forget it."

"it is good."