Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

"Sure enough, it's for money." He Xianhua said in a low voice.

Qi Yueze heard the disdain in his words.

If it wasn't someone who was familiar with Lin Jianqiu, most of them would have come to such a conclusion, not to mention the fact that he stuck to Ye Linyun in the past, which made people preconceived.

After all, Lin Jianqiu had nothing to do with them.

Qi Yueze wasn't going to defend such an insignificant person either. He glanced over at most to watch the excitement. Seeing that there was no dissatisfaction on Ye Huaishuang's face, he knew it in his heart.

It is obvious who takes the initiative in this kind of thing.

It seemed that Ye Linyun was about to be disappointed.

"Let's go." Qi Yueze went out first.

He Xianhua glanced over there again, then came back to his senses, and hurriedly followed.

The glass door was pushed open and closed, shaking slightly.

The person sitting in the corner seemed to sense something, looked up and saw only the empty gate.

Ye Huaishuang followed Lin Jianqiu's gaze and turned her head for a look: "What's wrong?"

Lin Jianqiu shook his head: "I always feel that someone is looking at me...Maybe I feel wrong."

He brought up the topic in one sentence, and reached out and pressed a card in front of him.

"Why did you give me this?" he asked.

"This is Linyun's pocket money for the next six months." Ye Huaishuang continued the original topic and explained, "Originally, his parents paid for it on a monthly basis, but this time he is really shameless,? The call must be blocked."

"Is it okay to give it to me?"

"They posted another bit. He should have given it,? It should have been given to you when you separated."

"Although our family doesn't accept your previous love model, after all, it was agreed with you at the beginning,? He shouldn't cheat you."

Ye Huaishuang let Lin Jianqiu accept it with peace of mind.

This is what Ye Linyun owed Lin Jianqiu,? Ye's father and mother also agreed with Ye Huaishuang's proposal, at least to pay back the material debt.

"I didn't ask Lin Yunlai to apologize to you back then, because he didn't realize his mistake." Ye Huaishuang said, "In this case, even if you forced him to come, he was reluctant, just to add to your troubles. "

He paused for a moment before continuing: "On behalf of our family, I would like to apologize to you. It is because we did not fulfill our responsibility to educate him."

Lin Jianqiu glanced at the card in front of him, somewhat surprised.

He didn't expect the Ye family to be able to do this at all.

Perhaps it was the influence of the "plot" that made him preconceived. In the original plot, Ye's parents were very kind people. They treated Qi Yueze like their own sons, and never really reprimanded Ye Linyun from the beginning to the end.

He had no idea that the Ye family in reality had no intention of favoritism at all, and naturally they hadn't considered self-help methods such as filing a complaint.

But thinking about it, it's true, to raise a son like Ye Huaishuang, the parents are unlikely to be the kind of people who dote on their children without a bottom line.

If I knew it, I would have rushed to Ye Linyun's door to cry with Ye Linyun's parents.

Lin Jianqiu was thinking endlessly, and looked at another card.

Ye Huaishuang continued: "I heard that you still have some extra bills—"

Lin Jianqiu supported his chin with one hand, stretched out the other hand, and pressed his fingertips on the card that was pushed over.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Huaishuang, feeling a little uncertain for a moment.

Lin Jianqiu asked, "Do you know how much I owe?"

Ye Huaishuang nodded: "I probably know."

Lin Jianqiu: "..."

"Do you have too much money to spend?" Lin Jianqiu asked sincerely.

"...No." Ye Huaishuang was silent for a moment, before explaining, "This is my personal assets, various bonuses, and the salary of the past few years, I didn't pay attention to how much, but at least it should be enough to offset part of it... ...You don't have to feel any psychological burden, at least you have paid off the debt..."

"What do you want?" Lin Jianqiu interrupted him.

"What?" Ye Huaishuang paused.

"You don't get paid for nothing." Lin Jianqiu tapped the card lightly with his fingertips, squinting his eyes slightly, "I like money, but I don't expect the sky to drop money for no reason."

"So—" he slightly dragged out his tone, and asked, "What does Teacher Ye want me to do for you?"

They stared at each other for a moment.

Seeing Lin Jianqiu's eyes through the lens, Ye Huaishuang seemed to want to say something for a moment, but his Adam's apple twitched, and finally swallowed it back.

He really wanted to say something at first, but after what happened to Ye Linyun, he planned to postpone it a bit.

In terms of emotion and reason, we should also clean up the previous matters before talking about other things.

"No." Ye Huaishuang finally said, "I don't need you to do anything."

Lin Jianqiu tilted his head slightly, put half of his face in the palm of his hand, raised his eyebrows slightly to look at Ye Huaishuang.

The silent silence gave Ye Huaishuang the urge to look away.

For a fleeting moment, he vaguely realized that he had said the wrong thing.

But Lin Jianqiu was not annoyed by it.

He just sighed lightly.

"Has anyone ever said, Mr. Ye, you are like a piece of wood."

As Lin Jianqiu spoke, he pushed the card back.

Ye Huaishuang had already let go of her hand unconsciously, so this action was easy.

"I will accept the 'compensation'. Please take back this 'gift' for no reason." Lin Jianqiu said, "Thank you for your kindness, Teacher Ye."

He spoke lightly, without any hesitation.

Ye Huaishuang always felt that something he was expecting passed him by.

If he likes to surf the Internet like ordinary young people, maybe he knows how to describe this subtle feeling——

It seems like a million dollars is missing.

Later, Lin Jianqiu had a brief exchange with Wei Congbai about Ye Huaishuang's EQ.

Wei Congbai laughed for 5 minutes across the phone.

As an acquaintance of the two brothers, Wei Congbai knew Ye Huaishuang quite well. Thinking that the other party was really not bad, this time he had seen enough of Ye Linyun's excitement, so he became more enthusiastic and helped him defend a little.

"Doesn't that mean I respect you?"

"And you have to be considerate of him. This is also the first time for him. He wasn't as experienced as his younger brother before."

"If the two brothers are neutralized, they might be like normal people—forget it, you can't say that, it's too humiliating to Brother Ye, and Qi Yueze probably wants Ye Linyun's thing."

It has become instinct for Wei Congbai to attack Ye Linyun personally.

After attacking his deadly enemy, Wei Congbai touched his only conscience, and asked Lin Jianqiu his opinion: "Are you unhappy?"

Lin Jianqiu: "That's not true."

This is the truth.

He had known Ye Huaishuang's character for a long time, so of course he wouldn't get angry over such a trivial matter.

Restraint and respect are inherently attractive virtues.

Moreover, Lin Jianqiu has seen so many big scenes of ups and downs, and he has already passed the psychological age of blindly pursuing romance.

Instead, he only found Ye Huaishuang's reaction amusing.

Because of the upbringing and restraint buried in his bones, Ye Huaishuang seems to be relatively passive emotionally.

At the critical moment, he stepped on the brakes abruptly.

But because of Lin Jianqiu's reaction and hints, he will also show a side of embarrassment.

Even Lin Jianqiu, who also had no love experience, was able to set off with ease in front of such Ye Huaishuang.

It doesn't feel bad.

But it may be difficult for others to understand this subtle pleasure.

Wei Congbai comforted him: "You don't have to be brave. Brother Ye's EQ hardware is here, and it's unlikely that there will be a breakthrough in a short period of time. If you really can't accept it, you can change it..."

Lin Jianqiu said suddenly: "I seem to see Teacher Ye."

Wei Congbai immediately changed his words: "However, it is not easy to find someone who is better than Mr. Ye. Although his EQ is a little lower, at most he is less sentimental|interested. At least he knows how to respect people and treat people as people. Love｜interest can also be cultivated slowly—”

He didn't realize it was a phone call until halfway through the conversation, and Lin Jianqiu's chuckle came from the opposite side.

Wei Congbai choked: "Are you playing tricks on me on purpose?"

Lin Jianqiu cleared his throat: "No, I just said 'like'."

Wei Congbai: "..." Wei Congbai: "...Oh."

——I believe you ghost.

Wei Congbai hung up the phone angrily.

Listening to the short busy tone, Lin Jianqiu raised his eyebrows, looked at the phone screen, and sure enough, he was hung up.

It's really not funny.

Lin Jianqiu stuffed the phone back into his pocket casually, and continued walking back.

He deliberately took a detour, exited from a certain alley, and walked a short distance before he could see the gate of the community.

However, within a few steps, he was blocked in the alley.

They didn't come to block him on purpose, a few strong men surrounded a thin and pitiful little boy, intentionally or unintentionally blocking all the gaps in the path.

It sounds like some kind of emotional grievance.

"A lowly person like you also wants to climb up to our young master? You really have the guts of a bear!"

"Run away if you have the ability, and see if anyone is willing to rescue you!"

"We must teach you a good lesson this time, and let you know what it means to be tall!"

……

The four strong men were all tall and burly, with scars on their faces, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

The people surrounded by them look even more delicate in comparison.

He is not tall, pale, and trembling.

It looks pretty good.

Lin Jianqiu looked him up and down without stopping. He looked at the forks on the left and right, turned around and left.

The person surrounded caught a glimpse of his back turning, and couldn't help being anxious.

"Help, help!"

Lin Jianqiu turned a deaf ear.

"That, hello! That one over there! Do you still have any conscience! Didn't you see that I was in danger and came to save me?"

Lin Jianqiu paused.

The people surrounded were overjoyed, cleared their throats and continued to shout: "Save me, help me—as long as you are willing to save me, you can do whatever you want me to do! I will treat you like a horse..."

Lin Jianqiu turned around and glanced at them.

The strong man frowned, waved his hands at him and said harshly: "I advise you not to meddle in your own business! Otherwise, I will teach you a lesson!"

Lin Jianqiu touched his chin, looked at the surrounded man, and asked him, "Do you really do anything?"

The man nodded again and again: "Yeah, yeah."

Lin Jianqiu reached out to count the number of people, and then compared a number: "Two hundred per person, a total of 800 yuan, and you can transfer money without cash."

other people:"……"

The besieged poor little face froze, subconsciously covering his pockets.

Lin Jianqiu glanced over, and he smiled reluctantly, and tremblingly took out a stack of banknotes and handed it over.

No one stopped him.

Maybe it was too shocked and didn't know how to react.

Lin Jianqiu was not polite, took the money and counted it, only took out eight of them, handed the rest back, and comforted him.

"Don't worry, I'm not robbing. I'll mark the price clearly, and I will never cheat you."

Small poor:"……"

Lin Jianqiu divided another half and handed it to those men in turn: "It's not easy to make money now, if you are not careful, you have to squat in the bureau for a few days, this is your overtime pay, anyway, I promised to save him That's it, you guys should think the performance is over, go back and rest early."

The faces of several people changed slightly when they heard this, as if they were a little scared.

They subconsciously glanced at the blocked person, and seeing that he had no objection, they quickly turned around and left after taking the money.

The remaining "poor little boy" looked at his wallet with a heartache.

He looked young and thin, his natural curly hair was particularly fluffy, and his face looked pitiful, like a cute little animal.

Lin Jianqiu didn't feel the slightest guilt of bullying the little animal, so he reached out and touched his head, and persuaded him, "Watch less idol dramas in the future."

After speaking, he turned to leave.

The little pitiful squatted on the spot for a moment, and when she looked up, she realized that the people were walking away, and hurried to catch up.

"How do you know?" he asked persistently.

"The clothes are not messed up, the body is not hurt, the face is not red or out of breath, the mobile phone is in the pocket at hand, the main road is a few steps away, I didn't hear the sound before I turned the corner, the acting is very exaggerated - let me go on ?"

Lin Jianqiu stopped at the gate of the community, glanced at the people behind him: "How long are you going to follow me?"

The little pitiful also stopped, stretched out his hands and clapped his hands, his eyes were bright: "You are amazing - can I visit your house?"

Lin Jianqiu: "..."

Lin Jianqiu: "No."

Little Poor looked disappointed.

Lin Jianqiu was unmoved: "If you want me to play with you, you will be charged by the minute."

Little Poor's face twitched slightly, subconsciously covered the wallet, was silent for a moment, and sighed regretfully.

"Then next time."

Before leaving, he still remembered introducing himself to Lin Jianqiu: "My name is Xue Che, and I'm your fan."

Xue Che...

It's a strange name.

Lin Jianqiu watched his back gradually go away, pondered the other party's purpose, but did not come to any conclusion.

But he really didn't feel any malice.

Maybe it's just a silly prank.

Lin Jianqiu didn't take it to heart.

No one followed him until he went upstairs.

Lin Jianqiu took out the key from his pocket, looked up and saw the door above the steps, and couldn't help being startled.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the door, with bright red handprints on it, and the words "repay the money" in big characters.

Hearing footsteps, someone walked down the half-floor corridor.

Except for the suit and leather shoes headed by him, he still looks like a dog.

The few people behind were as angry as punks on the corner of the street, and they were still holding steel pipes they picked up from no one knew where.

They were menacing, and their bodies were not as good as those "group performers" they met on the road just now, but their sense of oppression was not the same.

"I heard that you hooked up with another rich second generation recently. You should have money to pay off your debts, right?"

Lin Jianqiu stopped on the steps, looked up at them, and grasped the phone tightly behind his back.