A popular female live streamer with a constant stream of wealthy patrons.

Xu Qinghuan nodded, "Okay! I'll be back soon."

She changed her clothes and went out. When she got to Qiao Xihe's office, she found the door was half open and unlocked, but no one was inside.

I guess he went to the restroom, or he had something urgent to take care of and will come back later.

Xu Qinghuan didn't leave; she stood at the door, thinking she would wait a while.

Just then, her phone rang.

I thought it was Fu Jiajia waking up, but it turned out to be an unfamiliar number.

Domestic.

Xu Qinghuan was afraid something had happened to the children, so she quickly answered the phone.

The voice on the other end was impatient and youthful, sounding like a high school student: "How many years has this surveillance footage on your USB drive been around?"

It's B7.

“It’s been many years.” Xu Qinghuan looked around to make sure no one was watching before speaking. “Is there any difficulty in the recovery process?”

She was afraid that even B7 might not be able to recover!

"Of course! Why didn't you say so sooner?" B7 spoke in a tone that was anything but pleasant, as if she were always grumpy after waking up. "Have you managed to raise the final payment yet?"

When asked about money, Xu Qinghuan paused, "We're trying to raise it! Is it possible to restore the USB drive ahead of schedule?"

"No! It's too difficult!"

"..." So what did he mean by calling me?

Xu Qinghuan didn't understand.

"If you can't find someone, then don't bother. Be my girlfriend for a week, and you won't lose out."

He doesn't want just any woman! It's an honor to have chosen her.

B7 felt a little embarrassed seeing that she was really trying so hard to raise the remaining balance! He figured that most women would happily agree to his request, and even if they had the money, they wouldn't say they couldn't raise it!

Why is it that this particular person is so determined to make a move?

"I can manage to raise the money," Xu Qinghuan replied earnestly.

She had calculated carefully that selling all her funds, stocks, and real estate would only leave her a little short! If all else failed, she could take out a loan from a bank or apply for a few credit cards, and that would be about enough.

"Whatever you want," B7 said and then hung up.

Xu Qinghuan looked at her phone screen and could imagine B7's expression on the other end of the line. He must have been frowning and looking at everyone with an indifferent expression.

Xu Qinghuan's only impression of B7 was that of a fair-skinned, arrogant, and unpleasant-speaking boy.

"Ms. Xu?"

When Qiao Xihe returned, she saw Xu Qinghuan sitting at the door.

She looked up, smiled, and said, "Dr. Qiao, you're back."

"Yes, come in." Qiao Xihe put her hands in the pockets of her white coat, and today her high ponytail made her look exceptionally pure and young. "What's wrong?"

"Fu Yanshi asked me to ask when he can take a shower."

"Oh! Him... He can't wash for a while, so you should wipe his body down more often." Qiao Xihe finished speaking, then paused for a moment, and looked at her, "I forgot, Mr. Fu said he's a germaphobe and won't let you touch him?"

“No, I can.” Xu Qinghuan knew he was a germaphobe, but he never seemed to resist her. “But he just wants to wash himself; it feels more comfortable that way.”

Qiao Xihe twitched her lips, recalling the expression on Fu Yan's face when she tried to help him up. It was as if he would die if he touched any other woman.

"So Mr. Fu's germaphobia varies from person to person!"

Seeing Qiao Xihe's brows furrow slightly, Xu Qinghuan quickly explained, "Did he do something to upset you? Don't blame him, I swear he really has a very, very serious case of mysophobia!"

Xu Qinghuan knew Fu Yanshi's temper and had long guessed that once he sobered up, he would definitely refuse to let other women touch him with a cold face!