It doesn’t matter, my boyfriend is a eunuch!

Liu Jiang's words were cold, and not just his words, but he himself was cold.

It was like the biting cold wind in the north before the sun rose, constantly eroding Lin Zhihe.

She remembered Liu Qiang's question, "Do she and Liu Jiang know each other?"

I really don’t know him.

"To be exact, it's 950,000." Lin Zhihe couldn't help but correct, then raised his eyes and stared into Liu Jiang's eyes, waiting for his next words.

Liu Jiang turned his eyes away from Lin Zhihe, "He transferred the debt to me, which means you owe me 950,000 yuan, and now I'm here to collect the debt."

Lin Zhihe looked at Liu Jiang, wanting to confirm whether what he said was true or not, but found that Liu Jiang never looked at her.

She turned back to the house and picked up her cell phone. Just as she was about to make a call, she saw an unread message.

[I have transferred the debt to Jiang Er, I wish you good luck! ]

What good luck! Liu Qiang clearly knew Liu Jiang's attitude towards her, but he transferred the debt without hesitation. How could he do that?

"Did you see it?" Liu Jiang stood outside the bedroom, tilted his head, and asked nonchalantly.

Lin Zhihe threw his phone into the quilt, rolled his eyes, and didn't respond.

Liu Jiang sighed, very lightly, like a cotton ball.

The cotton ball was wet by the rain and became very heavy, all pressing on Lin Zhihe.

"I didn't expect you to fall into my hands."

Liu Jiang said this in a frivolous tone, as if he was joking, but his eyes were very serious, as if telling her that the fun had just begun.

At this point, Lin Zhihe finally couldn't help but ask that question: "Do we know each other?"

Liu Jiang seemed to have a clear hatred for her from the very beginning, just like the silver owl shining under the crystal chandelier that night.

It was shining, but it could pierce her heart.

She didn't think a stranger could have such emotions.

Liu Jiang smiled and shook his head, "I don't know him."

"You'll know later."

after…

It seems that Lin Zhihe will not have a good time in the future.

"But then again, you actually like Liu Qiang, you really are..."

Liu Jiang was halfway through his words when he shook his head sarcastically.

What kind of person is Liu Qiang? What kind of person is Liu Jiang? Are you Liu Jiang any better than Liu Qiang?

Could it be that he wanted to use me to retaliate against Liu Qiang?

The more Lin Zhihe thought about it, the more he felt it was plausible, otherwise he would not be able to find a reasonable explanation.

"You owe me such a large sum of money, how are you going to pay it back?" Liu Jiang suddenly spoke.

"I..." Lin Zhihe said only one word and then got stuck.

Liu Qiang was completely focused on his own social value and used himself to deal with his parents and those weird relatives.

But such value is totally unattractive to Liu Jiang, and he would not be the kind of person who would be hired as a sucker for 50,000 yuan.

"I'll work and pay you back slowly." Lin Zhihe's voice was a little low and he lacked confidence.

Liu Jiang sneered, "Working..."

He looked Lin Zhihe up and down, belittling and disdaining her, "You're still willing to work."

It seems that she really cannot work, after all, she still has to go to school.

Seeing Lin Zhihe drooping into a small ball, Liu Jiang's tone became even more unpleasant, "Miss, you didn't expect this day to come, did you?"

From childhood to adulthood, Lin Zhihe has never been subjected to such cold stares and sarcasm.

It would be better to just say it directly and poke a few holes in her with a real knife or a gun, which is better than piercing her heart with a soft knife like this.

She stood up angrily and said, "I will pay you back. I will pay you back even if I work part-time and sell my blood or kidney!"

I don’t know which sentence irritated Liu Jiang.

He walked quickly to Lin Zhihe and barely grabbed her collar. He stared at her fiercely like a hungry wolf in a wet forest, as if he would pierce her throat and make her bleed in the next second.

"you dare…"

Liu Jiang spat out two words viciously from between his teeth.

"If you dare to touch this body, I will make you live a life worse than death."

What's the situation?

What does it mean that she can't move this body?

Why does this body sound like Liu Jiang's?

Lin Zhihe pondered in this strange and awkward atmosphere, and suddenly an idea came to him. Could he be...

Find a substitute!

According to the plot in the TV series, such a domineering CEO usually has poor health and a white moonlight.

She looked at the crutch in Liu Jiang's hand and thought, well, he was indeed in poor health.

I guess he has a white moonlight, and the white moonlight has gone abroad, so he can only wait for her angrily and find a substitute or something.

I understand it, but why does the domineering president always act awkwardly? What does "don't touch this body" mean?

This body is hers!

She rolled her eyes at Liu Jiang, and goose bumps appeared all over her body, with a tingling sensation going straight to her scalp.

I can't even say anything to complain, and the eye roll is enough to defeat a thousand words.

"In short, you have to take good care of yourself. I have other plans for the money you owe me." The domineering president left a classic saying and turned away.

Lin Zhihe had no idea what the overbearing boss Liu Jiang meant by "other arrangements", and she felt very uneasy.

She moved all her necessities back to the dormitory and had no intention of returning to Yalin Villa.

Yalin Villa was also Liu Jiang's property, so she had no reason to live there, not to mention that she would rather live with her roommates.

Xiaoya would ask her about the Great Xia Dynasty every day, and her questions were extremely tricky, so she couldn't answer them at all.

"Then do you think Linping knows that his fifth prince is not a good person?" Xiaoya's eyes were round and she looked okay.

"First of all, the concept of a good person is problematic. What exactly is a good person?" Lin Zhihe interrupted.

"A good person...just a good person." Xiaoya looked at Lin Zhihe in some confusion.

"Everyone is multifaceted. In a feudal dynasty, people are fighting for power. So what does it mean to be a good person?"

Xiaoya was stunned for a moment and just looked at Lin Zhihe.

"Look, good people can't kill people, right?" Lin Zhihe began to enlighten her.

Xiaoya nodded quickly.

"But in that dynasty, someone must have died because of him, directly or indirectly."

"If someone keeps bullying and insulting you, and you are just a child, and you become a little bit mentally twisted in order to survive, and become cruel and ruthless from then on, then is he a good person or a bad person?"

"Bad guy..."

As soon as she said this, Xiaoya immediately refuted herself, "Ah no, good guy?"

Lin Zhihe spread his hands and said, "You see, it is difficult to measure the people of a feudal dynasty by good or bad people. There is something wrong with this criterion."

"You're being so specific. Is there such a person?" Maizi, who had been playing with his phone with his head down, suddenly spoke.

The silence of a mountain lake was suddenly broken by a stone, causing ripples.

She swallowed and said, "No, I just wanted to give you an example."