Untamed Passionate Kiss

Bian Yu's face darkened. "I told you, I'm not particularly short of money right now."

This is the truth.

Although his family had fallen on hard times, Bian Yu was determined to succeed.

When he won the top score in both the provincial and school examinations, he received generous bonuses.

Many local businesses also came to offer their support, hoping to take advantage of this opportunity.

Bian Yu left most of the money to his parents for living expenses and debt repayment.

He received a scholarship when he went to university, and now he has obtained a teaching assistant qualification, with a decent monthly salary.

Moreover, he lives in the school dormitory without paying rent, which saves him a lot of money. Compared to the average person his age, he's doing quite well.

Of course, it's not on the same level as the "enough money" Liang Yutang mentioned.

This also reflects the class difference between the two.

Bian Yu calmed down, but also fell into deep thought, though Liang Yutang had no idea what he was thinking.

Thinking she had won the debate, she became arrogant and plopped down on the sofa, grumbling at Bian Yu.

It was as if it was saying, "Come and coax me, and I won't hold it against you."

But Bian Yu didn't.

After a long pause, he simply took out a bank card, placed it on the table, and stated the facts.

"There's 100,000 inside, you can take it. Since the project isn't just mine, I can't make decisions for Yin Miao."

On the surface, this is the copyright transaction fund, and Yin Miao, unaware of it, naturally takes half of it.

He returned the other half.

In Liang Yutang's view, Bian Yu's actions were undoubtedly a severing of ties.

"What do you mean? You want to distance yourself from me?"

Bian Yu patiently said, "Don't escalate the issue so easily. I just know the truth and I can't handle this amount of money."

The rumors circulating that Liang Yutang bought this apartment for Bian Yu are not true.

This apartment has always been named after Liang Yutang, but she has never lived in it.

She moved in after starting a relationship with Bian Yu for convenience. However, rumors spread that Bian Yu was a gigolo who lived off his girlfriend.

Bian Yu had heard some rumors.

But he understood that dating Liang Yutang would inevitably involve some pressure.

Once he's thought it through and accepted it, he won't make things difficult for himself.

However, it now seems that he may not have thought things through enough.

Perhaps, the truth he knows isn't detailed enough...

Liang Yutang still couldn't understand.

"I don't want to cut ties, so why can't we just let things go? Can't I even give my boyfriend some pocket money?"

Bian Yu: "I told you, I don't lack money."

They argued and argued, but the topic eventually circled back to itself.

Leung Yu-tong: "If you don't need the money, why sell your work so cheaply?"

Bian Yu turned his head sharply, his eyes gleaming, and called to her in a deep voice.

"Liang Yutang".

For some reason, the girl shrank her shoulders at the call and listened to him.

"Use your brain and think about it. I don't lack money, and neither do others."

Bian Yu retorted in a firm voice, "This work is not my personal project; it's a collaboration between me and Yin Miao. I can't arbitrarily decide its fate, just as I don't have the right to let her take back the extra 100,000."

He doesn't want to sell, but doesn't Yin Miao want to sell either?

If he didn't want to, he wouldn't have been so depressed after he got up and left the game company.

That night, Bian Yu took the initiative to invite Yin Miao to dinner, his purpose being to test the girl's true thoughts.

During the conversation, it was learned that Yin Miao's mother had been unwell recently and frequently hospitalized. She was an only child, and after coming to Jingzhou to study, her father was the only breadwinner in the family.

However, in order to go to the hospital to take care of her mother, her father missed work time and time again, and was also persuaded to resign by his employer, thus losing his source of income.

Yin Miao has her own sense of self-respect.

Without saying a word, she forced Bian Yu to sell the artwork.

But Bian Yu had also suffered. He could empathize with Yin Miao, which is why he took the initiative to sell the program at a low price.

"This world is not black and white, Liang Yutang."

As he spoke, Bian Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, as if communicating with her was a very tiring thing.

Bian Yu: "Do you know how outrageous the rent is in Jingzhou?"

"Do you know how difficult it is for a rootless duckweed to stay in Jingzhou?"

"Even if I'm really short of money, and I can tolerate it, should others also tolerate it?"

"Yin Miao poured her heart and soul into the project, working tirelessly day and night, all to sell the program as soon as possible, to recoup some of her losses, pay for her mother's medical expenses, pay the next quarter's rent, and continue to stay in Jing City."

"Because at the current rate of development, people in small cities don't even know what AI is yet. Only big cities have more opportunities, so she has no choice."

Bian Yuyue's voice grew louder and louder. His three consecutive rhetorical questions left Liang Yutang speechless.

In the end, she only grasped one key point.

"So, you're selling your things at a low price because you feel sorry for Yin Miao?"

Bian Yu almost laughed out of anger.

He shook his head speechlessly; the feeling of talking to a brick wall was truly agonizing.

"Never mind, there are many things you haven't experienced, so you really can't empathize," the man said, standing up.

To prevent the conflict between the two from escalating further, he picked up his schoolbag, walked straight to the door, and left with a remark before he went.

"Everyone, calm down."

Then he left the apartment again.

Little did they know that Liang Yutang would smash almost everything in the apartment that very night.

While smashing things, he was still on the phone with Qiqi, venting his anger irrationally as he smashed them—

"He's really stopped acting altogether, you bastard!"

"Just you wait! He dares to insult me ​​today, he'll dare to bite me tomorrow, and he'll be riding roughshod over me the day after! How can I tolerate this?"

"No matter how good the modeling is, I don't want it!"

As the final roar soared into the sky, Qiqi had already arrived at the apartment building by taxi.

In the private room of the club, Liang Yutang dragged the model around, behaving wantonly. After touching this one's waist, she touched that one's chest.

Liang Yutang: "Damn it, anyone I grabbed would be better than that bastard! I must have been blind!"

Liang Yutang: "And what's with the talk about self-respect being more important than money? You're obviously a country bumpkin, pshaw!"

Liang Yutang: "With money, what quality can't I get? From now on, I'll only spend my money on the back of a knife!"

Liang Yutang cursed all night and drank all night, but he just couldn't get drunk.

Because she didn't intend to drown her sorrows in alcohol. Because she didn't want to admit that Bian Yu had affected her mind.

Even when Qiqi was on her deathbed, Liang Yutang still held her back, refusing to let her leave.

Having no other option, Qiqi simply snatched her phone, intending to call Bian Yu, since the one who tied the knot must untie it.

However, Liang Yutang refused to cooperate in unlocking the device.

Standing on the baguette-shaped table, Liang Yutang shouted in a disrespectful manner, "I don't want to see fakes!"

She yelled, "I want to see the real thing!"

Qiqi: "Are you sure? If you drink too much and accidentally reveal something in front of Brother Yang, don't blame your sister."

"I'm not drunk," Liang Yutang said, forcing a smile. "I just want to see the most beautiful moon..."

Having no other choice, Qiqi had to call Meng Yang.

"Hey, Yang-ge? Sorry to bother you at this hour."