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

Jiang Meiling hugged Fu Xinlin tightly, stroked her hair gently, and kept saying comforting words, "Sister Xinlin, don't be sad, it's not worth it for such a person."

She turned her head and glared at Dao Mingqian fiercely, her eyes full of contempt and anger.

"Dao Mingqian, how can you be so cruel? Xinlin is such a good girl, it's ok that you don't know how to cherish her, but you also say such hurtful words!"

Jiang Meiling's voice trembled slightly with anger. "How great do you think you are? Someone as heartless and ungrateful as you is not worthy of Xinlin's love at all!"

Her eyes pierced Dao Mingqian like a sharp sword, and she continued, "You will regret treating Xinlin like this today sooner or later!"

Dao Mingqian was shocked by Jiang Meiling's momentum and didn't know how to respond for a moment. His face became even gloomier.

Jiang Meiling ignored him, gently helped Fu Xinlin up, and said, "Let's go and ignore this bastard." Then she turned around and left with Fu Xinlin, leaving Dao Mingqian standing there alone.

Wait until the two of them walked away.

Fu Xinlin turned to ask Jiang Meiling, "Meiling, he looks much more haggard."

Jiang Meiling looked at Fu Xinlin speechlessly.

Please, he treated you like that, why are you still thinking about him?

"No, I have to go help him."

"Sister Xinlin, you are stupid! He only has that third person in his heart right now, and you still want to help him? If you ask me, for someone like this, you should cancel the engagement immediately!"

Fu Xinlin looked at Jiang Meiling quietly, and after a while, she actually started crying.

Jiang Meiling panicked. She saw Fu Xinlin's tears rolling down like beads from a broken string, and her shoulders shaking constantly.

Jiang Meiling felt extremely distressed, and once again hugged Fu Xinlin tightly in her arms, patted her back, and said gently, "Sister Xinlin, don't cry, don't cry, it's not good for your health if you cry."

Fu Xinlin's crying became more and more sad in Jiang Meiling's arms. Jiang Meiling's eyes couldn't help but moisten. She said firmly, "Sister Xinlin, don't worry, I will definitely help you. No matter what method I use, I will make Dao Mingqian change his mind and let him see your good side."

Jiang Meiling gently wiped away the tears on Fu Xinlin's face, her eyes full of pity and determination, "Believe me, everything will be fine."

Night falls quietly and twinkling lights appear in the city.

Fu Xinlin lay in bed, but she had no desire to sleep. The scene of Dao Mingqian working hard in the afternoon kept appearing in her mind.

She tossed and turned, finally deciding to get up.

He opened the door carefully, afraid of waking up Jiang Meiling and the others, and then tiptoed out of the house.

The streets were exceptionally quiet at night, with only her footsteps echoing in the empty alleys.

Fu Xinlin's heart was beating fast, with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

After a while, she arrived at the place where Dao Mingqian used to work.

The lights in the restaurant were dim and the door was quiet.

She stood there, hesitating for a moment, and finally plucked up the courage to go in.

The restaurant was filled with a faint aroma of food. There were no customers at this time, only a few waiters were clearing the tables and chairs.

Fu Xinlin's eyes searched the restaurant, as if looking for traces left by Dao Mingqian.

At this time, a young waiter noticed her and immediately came forward with a professional smile on his face and asked politely, "Miss, what would you like to eat?"

Fu Xinlin's thoughts were pulled back to her senses. She looked at the menu absent-mindedly, her eyes wandering, and ordered some food casually.

The waiter was taking notes carefully, his pen sliding quickly across the notebook.

When the waiter finished recording and was about to leave, Fu Xinlin suddenly grabbed the corner of the waiter's clothes, looking a little shy, and said in a voice as low as a mosquito, "Um... here is an envelope for Dao Mingqian, but I'm embarrassed to give it to him, so I hope you can help me."

The waiter was slightly startled, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, thinking it was a love confession letter, and said jokingly with a smile, "Hey, little girl, is this a love letter? Okay, I promise you."

Fu Xinlin's face turned red instantly, like a ripe apple. She waved her hands hurriedly and explained, "No, it's not what you think." But her panicked eyes betrayed her inner feelings.

Seeing how nervous she was, the waiter stopped teasing her and said, "Okay, whatever it is, I'll deliver it to you."

Fu Xinlin thanked the waiter repeatedly with gratitude, took out a carefully prepared envelope from her bag and handed it to the waiter.

The corners of the envelope were wrinkled due to her grasping, which showed that she had been holding it tightly in her hand.

Her eyes were full of anticipation and uneasiness, and she said carefully, "Sorry to bother you, but you must give it to him."

The waiter took the envelope and felt it was a bit heavy. He became more and more curious, but he still resisted asking any more questions. He patted Fu Xinlin on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely deliver it to you."

Fu Xinlin then breathed a sigh of relief and sat in his seat, holding the water cup tightly in both hands. However, his heart was still in turmoil, wondering how Dao Mingqian would react when he received the letter.

She imagined all kinds of possible scenarios, sometimes her brows were furrowed, sometimes her lips curled up, her mood was like the ups and downs of the ocean, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

Time passed slowly as she was lost in thought, and the waiter soon brought her the food she ordered.

But Fu Xinlin looked at the food in front of him without any appetite. He just stared blankly in the direction where the envelope went, praying silently in his heart.

When the waiter delivered the letter to Dao Mingqian, Dao Mingqian had just finished a tiring day's work and was preparing to return to his residence to rest.

He took the envelope doubtfully, stroking the edge of it with his rough fingers.

Back in the simple staff dormitory, Dao Mingqian sat on the edge of the bed and opened the envelope.

When he saw the money inside, he frowned and was full of doubts.

When he pulled out the anonymous note and saw that it read "Thank you for your service, this is a tip for you", his face instantly turned gloomy.

"What tip? It's so incomprehensible!" Dao Mingqian snorted coldly, crumpled the note into a ball and threw it on the ground.

His eyes were full of anger and disdain, and he felt that this was an insult to him.

However, after a moment, he slowly squatted down again, picked up the note, unfolded it again, and carefully looked at the words on it.

He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, as he felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.

"Could it be... her?" Dao Mingqian's mind flashed with the figure of Fu Xinlin. Thinking of her eyes full of concern and tenderness, the anger in his heart dissipated a little unconsciously.

But soon, he shook his head again and said to himself, "It's impossible. How could she use this method?"