System: My worldview has collapsed, please let me be quiet

Dao Mingqian took Lin Wanwan and hurriedly left the mall under the gaze of everyone.

Outside the mall, Lin Wanwan realized that Dao Mingqian was only wearing a thin white shirt.

Where's his coat?

Moreover, why isn’t his assigned car parked at the door?

She asked tentatively, "Brother Dao...I'm so tired, I want to go home and rest, please take me home."

Dao Mingqian looked around awkwardly.

He had just spent quite a bit of money on a taxi. If he took another taxi now, he might not even have breakfast tomorrow.

"Brother Dao, what's wrong with you?" Lin Wanwan asked as she saw him not talking.

Dao Mingqian looked at Lin Wanwan with a hint of apology and helplessness in his eyes. He said softly, "Wanwan, you should ride your bike home by yourself today. I have other things tonight and cannot accompany you."

His voice was gentle but firm, and he reached out and gently patted Lin Wanwan's shoulder.

But in fact, he didn't even have a car, so how could he take her home?

Moreover, let alone the car, it was still unknown where he planned to sleep tonight.

Lin Wanwan raised her head, a hint of disappointment flashed across her eyes, but she still forced an understanding smile, "Okay, then you go and do your work first, I can do it myself."

Dao Mingqian looked at her pretending to be strong, feeling a little sorry, "I'm sorry, Wanwan, I'll stay with you tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave. After walking a few steps, he turned back and reminded again, "Be careful on the road." Then he hurried away, leaving Lin Wanwan standing there, staring at his receding back, without moving for a long time.

"What happened to Brother Dao today? Why is he walking away?" Lin Wanwan looked at Dao Mingqian's back, wondering puzzledly.

And he doesn't even worry about her safety?

If it were in the past, she would have been well protected and sent directly to her doorstep.

Why would she ride a bicycle anymore?

What's more, she had already developed the habit of not riding a bike home.

Now it seems that I have to spend some money today and take a taxi back.

Dao Mingqian, penniless, stood on the street, the street lights made his figure look long and lonely.

Because of the damn bet with Jiang Meiling, he couldn't return to his comfortable home abroad.

That was the house Dao Minghang bought for him.

Going back now would be admitting defeat.

He dragged his heavy steps helplessly.

Walk to the nearest bank.

The bank was dimly lit and empty.

There are only cold chairs and ATMs.

Dao Mingqian found a corner to sit down, hugging his arms tightly in an attempt to get a little warmth.

At this time, in the hospital, Jiang Meiling was looking at Fu Xinlin on the hospital bed with surprise as he slowly opened his eyes.

She walked quickly to the bedside, excitedly, "Sister Xinlin, you finally woke up!"

Fu Xinlin's eyes were still a little confused.

"How is it? How do you feel?" Daomingsi also came over to ask about Fu Xinlin's physical condition.

Fu Xinlin opened his mouth and his dry lips felt a little painful.

She wanted to ask what Jiang Meiling and Dao Mingqian were betting on just now.

But when she thought of Dao Mingqian's firm choice, her heart ached.

Forget it.

Rather than asking so clearly.

It's better to know nothing.

She smiled, her pale face full of strength.

"I'm much better now, thank you." She placed her palm on the back of Jiang Meiling's hand.

Seeing that Fu Xinlin was fine, Jiang Meiling also breathed a sigh of relief.

But she still advised the other party not to take such part-time jobs with poor background environment in the future.

As a daughter of the Fu family, why do you always want to suffer?

Fu Xinlin smiled and shook his head.

All the elders in the family grew up through hardships.

Although she was born with a silver spoon in her mouth, she doesn't think she is destined to enjoy the world created by her parents.

"Okay, I really can't empathize with the mentality of the upper class. For people like me at the bottom of society, it's good enough to have a meal after waking up." Jiang Meiling joked, then looked at Daoming Si, "A Si, bring more bodyguards around the hospital. We'll go back and rest first."

"Okay." Daomingsi did as he was told. Now he was like a henpecked wife slave.

Fu Xinlin saw this and felt both envious and jealous.

"But... are you really planning to get married?" She couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart.

Jiang Meiling: "How is that possible! He is my cousin!"

Daoming Si: "What do you mean your cousin? Your cousin can't be your husband?"

Jiang Meiling: "Close relatives cannot get married!"

Daoming Si: "I don't care about close relatives or not. If you disagree, I will make the word 'no' disappear from the Chinese language, so that you can only say 'agree'!"

Jiang Meiling was speechless.

"I'm going back to rest."

"Baby, wait for me!"

The door of the ward closed again.

The originally noisy room suddenly became quiet.

Three days later, Fu Xinlin left the hospital under the protection of the Fu family.

Jiang Meiling and Daomingsi also came here specially.

"Hey, everyone should go back to their own homes, why are you here? Go play if you need to."

"Well, my sister is out of the hospital now, so we have to follow! If you get hurt again, Asura and I won't dare live in your house anymore."

Fu Xinlin smiled and got into the car with Jiang Meiling.

She hadn't seen Dao Mingqian for a few days, and her heart was filled with longing for him.

She looked at Jiang Meiling and wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.

System 002: Host, Fu Xinlin wants to know what Dao Mingqian is doing, why don’t you go and tell him?

Jiang Meiling: No matter what you say, they are all characters without mouths, and I can’t ruin the content of the script.

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Dao Mingqian lost his status as the Taoist's stepson.

Life changed drastically in an instant.

The former glory and wealth are no longer there.

Even something as simple and romantic as sending flowers to his beloved Lin Wanwan has now become a luxury.

Lin Wanwan parked her bicycle and just walked into the coffee shop to prepare for work when she heard a few shop assistants whispering in the corner.

"You said, why hasn't the boy who often sent flowers to Lin Wanwan appeared recently?"

"I heard that Dao Mingqian was removed from the household registration book by the Taoist family. I guess he has no money to buy flowers for Lin Wanwan."

"Yeah, that Lin Wanwan, I heard that she was the third party. That boy even gave up his identity for her!"

"What? A third person?"

"You don't know yet, the daughter of the Fu family has a fiancé, the one who sends flowers to Lin Wanwan every day!"

"So it's him. That's amazing."

"What a pity, he gave up his job as a good young master and now he is living on the streets..."

"Alas, but I really like Lin Wanwan, otherwise who would leave a rich family's young master behind?"

"Hey, let's go, let's go to work. This kind of good thing will not be our turn."