Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

The civility and quality of these people are clearly not standard professional qualities, but rather unique to certain individuals at certain times.

For example, Lin Ting, who has been spending all her time with President Jiang lately.

Even if they did know whether Lin Ting and Chen Jun were siblings, they would never ask Lin Ting for money!

Isn't that equivalent to acting arrogantly in front of General Jiang?

They're just fierce, not crazy.

Lin Ting thought it was the police officer's protection that had saved her. After grunting, she looked at Chen Jun, who was trying to drag her into this mess, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

"It is necessary to tell you that I am not his sister and have no family relationship with him. He is just a neighbor I don't know very well."

Lin Ting looked at Chen Jun, whose face was ashen, and continued, "I advise you to cut your losses as soon as possible. He's not from Shanghai. If he really runs back to Shenyang, you won't be able to find him."

The burly men exchanged glances and quickly thanked her, saying, "Thank you, Miss Lin! Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything in the future!"

Lin Ting remained noncommittal, smiled faintly, and turned to leave.

"Lin Ting!"

"You stood by and watched someone die!"

Chen Jun's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Lin Ting's back and roared.

He dared not argue with these burly men, and even when they attacked him, he dared not utter a single word.

But as for Lin Ting... even though she is now being treated with respect by people he wouldn't dare offend, he can't muster any respect or fear for her.

In his view, her survival was entirely due to his charity.

How could she not repay him?

Lin Ting stopped and turned around to look at him with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot: "You reap what you sow. I never save ungrateful people. Wouldn't it be better to use this time to help stray dogs and cats?"

Fortunately, Lin Ting didn't know what Chen Jun was thinking, otherwise she would definitely have given these people the phone numbers of Chen's parents' workplaces.

Lin Ting no longer wanted to say anything to that bastard Chen Jun.

Just think, yesterday Chen Jun was a stock market tycoon with 30,000 yuan, but today he's a penniless man with a mountain of debt.

What's more terrifying than being poor all the time is being rich and then becoming poor again.

This is a million times worse than dying.

She doesn't need to worry about his future; he's already in hell.

Lin Ting felt refreshed and happy. She bought two bowls of sweet fermented rice balls from a woman on the street whose business was not doing well. She ate one bowl herself and took the other bowl to Jiang Zong.

Jiang Zong had a very bad day.

Wherever he went, he was always the center of attention, and everyone looked at him strangely, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Having finally escaped the crowd, he breathed a sigh of relief and planned to buy two bowls of sweet fermented rice balls from the auntie. Lin Ting loved eating them, and for the past two weeks, the two of them had often sneaked out of the main room to come here to eat.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Chen Jun kowtowing to the burly men.

Jiang Zong paused for a moment, then his eyes visibly brightened.

He disliked this person very much.

The burly men broke out in a cold sweat when they saw Jiang Zong: "Young Master Jiang, we know this person has nothing to do with you and Miss Lin!"

"We didn't disturb Miss Lin!"

They rushed to prove their innocence.

There are rumors circulating that Lin Ting is actually Jiang Zong's girlfriend.

They believed it too. After all, before Lin Ting, no girl had ever been personally mentored and taught by President Jiang, and no one had ever spent all their time with Jiang Zong—many people even saw them eating sweet fermented rice balls together!

Jiang Zong looked at them, slightly puzzled.

Ok?

Has Lin Ting already dealt with them?

He couldn't help but frown.

These people have no sense of discipline. If it weren't for someone keeping them in check to prevent any deaths, they would have already caused chaos.

"Don't touch Lin Ting."

Jiang Zong said.

He felt the threat wasn't strong enough, so he added, "Touching her is the same as touching me."

The burly men all shivered in unison.

What a thing!

How did they manage to provoke the young master of the Jiang family?

"No, no, no!"

"I dare not move! I dare not move! I dare not move!"

They hurriedly expressed their stance, fearing that their expressions might not be sincere enough and that Young Master Jiang might mistakenly believe they were outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant.

On the ground, Chen Jun stared at Jiang Zong, his teeth practically grinding to powder.

Jiang Zong didn't look at him again. Feeling that he had given the warning, he quickly left—he still had to buy sweet rice balls.

"call……"

The burly men breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Chen Jun with sinister eyes.

"You little bastard, of all people to drag into this, why do you have to bring up Miss Lin? Does Miss Lin even belong to you?"

If he hadn't been talking nonsense, how could they have been misunderstood by Lin Ting? If Lin Ting hadn't misunderstood, why would Jiang Zong have come to warn them?

In an instant, the burly men vented all the anger they had suffered at the hands of Lin Ting and Jiang Zong on Chen Jun.

Chen Jun covered his head to protect his vitals, enduring the rain of punches and kicks.

He knew they wouldn't kill him.

But he couldn't understand why things hadn't gotten better even though he had a second chance.

What went wrong...

Jiang Zong pushed through the crowd to the auntie's stall, and before he could speak, he saw Lin Ting smiling at him.

"Come quick, I just ordered."

Lin Ting waved to him and then asked, "Is Uncle Jiang still handing out handkerchiefs?"

After sitting down, Jiang Zong nodded: "Yes, I bought two more boxes."

Lin Ting was speechless.

How could he enjoy something so childish?

The auntie brought over two bowls of sweet fermented rice balls; these were the only two bowls she had sold today.

Lin thanked him, picked up her spoon and ate in small bites. Her eyes were bright, her lips were upturned, and she was in a very good mood.

Jiang Zong took a few bites and suddenly asked, "Are you happy because of Chen Jun?"

Lin Ting noticed that he was frowning, as if he was dissatisfied with something.

Could it be that he has a moral fastidiousness?

However, it wasn't because of Chen Junxiao. That brat was a thing of the past and didn't deserve her extra expression.

She said, "No, I'm just in a good mood because I think the subscription certificates will definitely go up again."

Nowadays, many big bosses pin their hopes on subscription certificates, which allow them to buy original shares. If handled properly, they have a real chance to make up for their losses in the secondary market.

With the addition of official announcements, the subscription certificates have entered their most frenzied period.

Lin Ting thought to himself, "It's time to make a move."

How could she not be happy, thinking about her little money rushing towards her?

Upon hearing her words, Jiang Zong's slightly furrowed brows relaxed.

It's not about whether he's happy or not.

He asked, "Would you like another bowl?"

"No, I think I'll pass. It's almost dinner time."

"Hmm... what should we eat tonight?"

"I don't know, what would you like to eat?"

"not going home."

"I reckon Uncle Jiang will be sending out a few more boxes of handkerchiefs. Shall we head over now?"

"it is good!"

The two of them, like outsiders, chatted happily about trivial matters, their relaxed and carefree demeanor completely out of place with the scene before them.