Quenching

"Let him go right now, I have cash."

A reliable and steady voice came from inside the Pagani, and Huang Qiaqia's eyes suddenly lit up with excitement as he pounded on the car window.

Wu Haofeng waved his hand, and the bodyguards quickly dragged away Zhao Chuantao, who was already struggling to breathe. Xing Songfeng rushed forward to protect Kong Yanfei, while Huang Qiaqia anxiously shook the driver's arm.

The driver took out his phone.

"excuse me, may I ask."

Huang Qiaqia grabbed the driver's phone and shouted loudly.

“I know him, Wu Haofeng, let me off the bus.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Wu Haofeng's eyes. Seeing that everything was cleaned up, he agreed to let Huang Qiaqia get off the bus.

Huang Qiaqia quickly ran to the side of the calm voice, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Teaching assistant, what a coincidence!"

"I happened to be picking up something for the professor when I saw the hostage situation. I couldn't stand by and watch, and then I ran into you. How are you? Is your friend alright?"

"No, she just has a small scratch on her neck, it's nothing serious, she went to film a TV series."

Xing Songfeng was kicked off the set by the staff. With his eyes downcast and his mouth drooping, he walked dejectedly to the teaching assistant and asked curiously.

"Teaching assistant, can you come up with a lot of cash?"

"Yes."

Why do you carry so much cash with you when you go out?

"I often help professors investigate research projects. When I encounter people who need help, I quietly leave a stack of cash without leaving my name. Haha, it's a habit I've had for many years, nothing to mention."

"The professor is the one you described, the unsung hero who funded us. The story you told me is about you, right?"

Under the bright sunshine, Huang Qiaqia's eyes were full of admiration. Her fair and chubby little hands gently stroked her black hair, which was fluttering in the wind like a joyful, leaping elf.

A hand slowly emerged from the teaching assistant's vehicle, almost imperceptible to everyone. A soft breeze brushed against their faces, and the man's deep eyes suddenly lit up. He clenched his fist, his heart pounding.

Wu Haofeng and Xing Songfeng exchanged glances, then looked at the teaching assistant and simultaneously pouted.

"Teaching assistant, do you usually carry boxes of cash with you when you go out?"

"Hehe, yes!"

"Me too. I usually like to carry cash when I go out. If I meet someone who needs help, I can leave the cash without leaving my name. Isn't that great?"

Huang Qiaqia smiled brightly, while Xing Songfeng stared angrily at the back of her head, really wanting to smash it open and see what was inside.

"I'm planning to follow the professor's charity plan in a bit. Would you like to take a stroll with me?"

"Okay!"

Huang Qiaqia hopped and skipped, ready to get into the car with the teaching assistant. Xing Songfeng pushed Huang Qiaqia into the Pagani, and Wu Haofeng politely nodded apologetically to the teaching assistant.

The man in the teaching assistant's car opened his palm, stared at the soft black hair in it, then slowly raised his eyes to look at Huang Qiaqia's bright smile, as if his wandering soul had found its home.

"Are you stupid?! Don't you know where your own car is? Why are you just getting into someone else's car?"

"What do you mean by 'just anyone'? He's a teaching assistant at our school, and we even go to the professor's company's lab regularly."

"Is a lab the same as a car? Wasn't there a man in his car?"

"There were three men in that car, but I got in anyway."

"I...you...I can't explain it to you."

"I don't want to tell you yet."

"You little brat, can't you tell that the teaching assistant is interested in you? Why were you so enthusiastic with him?"

"Everyone seems interested in me, but I can't see that your cousin is interested in me? He just doesn't support me."

"I...I'll tell you, I just don't agree. Also, don't have any more contact with that teaching assistant."

Huang Qiaqia puffed out her cheeks, stretched her neck, and glared at Xing Songfeng, retorting.

“I contacted him and played with him.”

Xing Songfeng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and cursed angrily.

"I'm warning you, you..."

"Huang Qiaqia".

A soft, gentle voice came from beside him. Huang Qiaqia let out a long sigh, pulled back his outstretched neck, and turned his angry gaze to a gentle one as he slowly turned to look at Wu Haofeng.

"Huang Qiaqia, why were you so excited when you saw the teaching assistant?"

"My professor gave me a lot of feedback on my assignments, and he even gave me a lot of extra help!"

"Besides academics, are there any other forms of support?"

"No."

"If, of course, this is just a hypothetical situation, we are worried that this teaching assistant might have ulterior motives towards you. Could you perhaps avoid contact with him a little?"

"I……"

"There are plenty of professors and teaching assistants, one more won't make a difference, right?"

"Okay, unless there are extremely special circumstances, I will not contact him or be alone with him."

As soon as Huang Qiaqia finished speaking, Xing Songfeng flew into a rage, his hair standing on end, and he cursed angrily.

"You still dare to leave your phone number? Give me all of them right now, delete all the teaching assistant's contact information, and throw away your phone too."

Walking along the pine breeze, he strides forward, his Pagani looking disdainful.

Huang Qiaqia, panting heavily and frowning, jogged after him, retorting angrily.

"Why would I throw my phone? It was a gift from Wanli Fuguang, we..."

"Why are you being so stingy? I'll get you a new one, that'll be perfect."

"How can you be so wasteful? You just throw your phone away like that."

"What if he gives you a virus? What about his location tracking?"

"You're the one who sent me a virus? You're a big virus yourself. You..."

Huang Qiaqia stared with bloodshot eyes, her gaze like a curved blade, as if she wanted to slice Xing Songfeng to pieces.

"Huang Qiaqia, can I have your phone?"

Huang Qiaqia stared intently at Xing Songfeng, took out his phone and handed it to Wu Haofeng behind him. Xing Songfeng was not to be outdone and turned around to curse.

“I…you’re an idiot, you…”

Xing Songfeng turned his head, took a big step, and bumped into the elevator with a "bang".

Huang Qiaqia shoved him away hard with a slap and said angrily.

"You're the idiot."

As they took the elevator upstairs, Xing Songfeng rubbed his head and turned to complain to Wu Haofeng.

"I don't believe I can't handle a little girl like her."

Wu Haofeng sighed and put away Huang Qiaqia's phone.

"I think you should just give up and stop trying to deal with it."

"Who's such a good person? They have a car full of cash in their trunk and they're just passing by. Can't she figure that out?"

"You're making a fuss over nothing. When Huang Qiaqia does charity work, he gives out cash, sometimes even in a ramen noodle box!"

It's just that you don't know these kinds of people and haven't participated in these kinds of activities before.

"But today's teaching assistant was clearly trying to get close to her and was even trying to make himself look good. How did he become a professor?"

"I'm still a professor, aren't I?"

"Hehe, that's true. But which woman who's ever dealt with my cousin can't tell the difference? This Huang Qiaqia, can't she even tell a good person from a bad one?"

"This is the difference between Huang Qiaqia and the young master. The young master knows this well, so why doesn't he let go?"

"Oh right, I forgot something. Let's go."