Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

"Zhao Yuheng, promise me, you will live a peaceful and safe life."

Zhao Yuheng's hand gripping the car door suddenly stiffened.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and after a long pause, he finally responded softly, "Okay."

After saying that, he gently moved Jin Bao'er's hand away and then slammed the car door shut.

The taxi sped away, kicking up a cloud of fallen leaves.

Only when the car disappeared completely at the end of the road did Jin Bao'er's legs go weak, and she squatted down on the ground, burying her head in her knees, finally letting out a suppressed sob.

"Waaah..."

Inside the car, Zhao Yuheng, with red eyes, stared intently at the rearview mirror.

Looking at that thin figure crouching in the autumn wind, his fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Zhao Yuheng, you're a fucking bastard!

……

When the eldest brother brought Hu Xiaowen to the school gate, all they saw was Jinbao'er squatting on the ground crying.

Hu Xiaowen quickly stepped forward to help him up, and asked anxiously, "Jinbao'er, are you alright?"

He was shocked when he saw Jin Bao'er's tear-streaked face.

"He doesn't want me anymore..."

"He doesn't want me anymore..."

"He doesn't want me anymore..."

Jin Bao'er's voice was hoarse with every word she spoke, as if it had been sanded.

"Who said you're not going to leave?" Hu Xiaowen stamped his feet in frustration. "Who the hell dares to dump my brother?"

Jin Bao'er just kept crying and couldn't say a word.

"Is it that bastard Zhao Yuheng??"

Jin Bao'er's shoulders trembled violently.

Hu Xiaowen instantly exploded: "Where is he? I'm going to settle the score with him right now!"

"He's gone." Jin Bao'er's voice was light and hollow, filled with despair.

"Gone? Where did he go? I'll find him no matter where he is!" Hu Xiaowen rolled up his sleeves, looking ready to fight.

"I dropped out of school, and I probably... won't come back."

Upon hearing this, Hu Xiaowen was instantly stunned, remaining speechless for a long time: "Holy crap, he's a sophomore, has he gone mad?"

"What happened?" the leader asked in a deep voice, frowning.

Jin Bao'er forced a smile, a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Maybe he got arrested for soliciting prostitution."

Hu Xiaowen: "..."

Boss: "..."

Jin Bao'er asked the teacher for leave and went back to the dormitory with the eldest brother and Hu Xiaowen.

He was stunned the moment he pushed open the door.

Zhao Yuheng's bed was empty, everything was neatly tidied up, and nothing was left behind, as if he had never lived in this dormitory.

Jin Bao'er stared blankly at her eldest brother, her eyes filled with confusion.

"He came to pack up this morning. We were all in class then, so we didn't know he was leaving."

Seeing Jin Bao'er's frightening gaze, the eldest brother quickly explained.

Jin Bao'er didn't say anything. She silently took off her shoes, lay down on her bed, stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, and remained motionless.

He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to lie there.

Why is life so winding and tortuous?

He had already touched the edge of happiness, so how could it be so cruelly taken away from him?

Why let him meet Zhao Yuheng, let them fall in love, and then so ruthlessly separate them?

God, do you have a heart?

……

The eldest brother sat on the bed next to him, quietly watching Jin Bao'er in a daze, until he saw that tear slip from the corner of his eye again, hit the pillow, and spread a small dark stain.

"Jinbao'er, Zhao Yuheng left you something before he left. Do you want it?"

Jin Bao'er slowly turned her head to the side, looking at him with empty eyes.

"What is it?"

The boss pulled a bank card from his pocket and handed it to him: "He said this was opened using your ID card, and the password is your birthday..."

Jin Bao'er reached out and took the card. Her fingertips touched the card, which still had a little warmth left, just like the warmth of Zhao Yuheng's palm.

Touching the card, Jin Bao'er's tears streamed down her face again, her fingertips tracing the cold surface of the card over and over.

"What is he trying to do? A breakup fee?"

His voice trembled with tears, filled with grievance and self-mockery, "Does he think I care?"

"How much money is inside...?"

"Two million," he said, "you definitely won't want more than that."

Jin Bao'er: "..."

Jinbao'er was crying her heart out.

Suddenly, as if a pause button had been pressed, the tears were forcefully held back.

He wiped his face, sniffed, and his tone changed instantly: "He thinks I like him as a person? Actually, I like his money! If you have the chance, tell him I'll take the money, and have him write a letter of commitment that it's a voluntary gift, so he won't go back on his word later."

After saying that, he carefully put the bank card into his small wallet and zipped it up, afraid of losing it.

No, I need to find a chance to quickly transfer the money to my other card.

The boss was completely dumbfounded by his 180-degree turn.

How come the person who was just crying their heart out suddenly... changed their expression?

Good heavens, take back what you just said.

A sense of security doesn't necessarily mean having a man, but money can definitely give you peace of mind.

"Could you repeat what you just said? I'll record it and send it to Zhao Yuheng." The eldest brother realized what was happening and took out his phone.

"Sure," Jin Bao'er sniffed and said it again confidently to the camera.

On the other side, in the airport waiting hall.

Zhao Yuheng looked at the video sent by his boss.

On the screen, Jin Bao'er's eyes were still red, but there was a sly smug look on her lips, like a little fox who had stolen some candy.

"Zhao Yuheng, I'll take your money."

"Your character is a bit questionable, but your ability to spend money on your brothers is undeniable."

"Remember to write a guarantee that you are giving this away voluntarily, otherwise I'm afraid you'll go back on your word."

……

Zhao Yuheng looked at the person in the video, his fingertips gently stroking Jin Bao'er's face on the screen.

The corners of his previously tense lips finally slowly curved into a very faint smile, tinged with helplessness and doting.

"Little money-grubber."

He murmured softly, the redness in his eyes deepening even further.

……

Returning to the home he had lived in for twenty years, Zhao Yuheng looked at the devastation before him, and a sense of powerlessness instantly overwhelmed him.

The windows were smashed to pieces, the doors were smashed to pieces, and all the furniture in the house was taken away, leaving only empty walls.

He came back this time to find some documents that his old man had hidden.

They could only sneak into the house under the cover of darkness.

After searching for a long time, I finally found the file folder in a hidden compartment of the wardrobe.

He clutched the file bag tightly, intending to slip away under the cover of night, but was blocked by seven or eight burly men who suddenly rushed in from outside.

The man in the lead, a cigarette dangling from his lips, sneered and glared menacingly at him.

"You dare come back, kid? Your dad ran away with a mountain of debt, and you, his son, are the one who has to pay it off!"