She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian don't have that much money at all.

Therefore, she set her sights on Luo Yusheng again. She called him out under some pretext and said earnestly, "Go and coax her."

"She has had feelings for you for so many years. If you just coax her a little, she will pay for us when she pays the bill."

Ji Tingxiao had considered this method before: making him bow his head would be tantamount to trampling on his self-esteem.

He said impatiently, "Didn't you see her attitude clearly last time at the mall?"

"You didn't back down last time either."

Song Qianqian didn't understand. She had already humbled herself several times, so why couldn't Ji Tingxiao just be more patient?

“If you just humble yourself before her once, our predicament will be solved.”

Ji Tingxiao couldn't believe she would say such a thing: "I always thought you understood me, but it turns out you're just like them, so vulgar."

The word "vulgar" pierced Song Qianqian's heart like a dagger, and she angrily retorted, "You're so high and mighty!"

Luo Yusheng had just finished paying when she heard a commotion outside the door.

She deliberately stopped at the door, and the two men stopped arguing when they saw her.

Song Qianqian pulled Ji Tingxiao to her side, smiling broadly, "Sheng Sheng, Tingxiao has something to say to you."

Luo Yusheng raised her chin, gesturing for him to speak.

He was unhappy with her condescending attitude and wanted to leave, but Song Qianqian held onto his clothes tightly, preventing him from leaving, and kept giving him meaningful glances.

Feeling sorry for Song Qianqian, he could only say, "Um, you, you can pay for both of our money together."

He spoke hesitantly, managing to utter a complete sentence, which still carried a sense of command.

Luo Yusheng raised an eyebrow: "Is this a plea to me, or an order? What's your attitude?"

He'd already spoken, and she was still pushing her luck. Sure enough, she couldn't be spoiled; the more she was indulged, the more arrogant she became.

Ji Tingxiao's face turned cold, expressing his attitude: "I can't beg you, and don't think you can make me back down with 10,000 yuan."

As expected, Luo Yusheng nodded with a smile: "Very good, very principled."

Her gaze shifted to Song Qianqian, who was desperately trying to wink at her: "Song Qianqian, you should learn from Ji Tingxiao how to beg for food while standing up. That's what it means to have backbone."

Song Qianqian almost lost her composure. Afraid of abruptly voicing her inner thoughts, she could only purse her lips tightly.

She was so angry she had a headache. Where did this little bitch learn to swear? She cursed at two people at once.

As Jiang Moche came out of the office, Luo Yusheng reminded the two of them, "The student council members are waiting for you to pay your fees, why don't you go in?"

Seeing that she seemed to be about to leave with Jiang Moche, Song Qianqian steeled her heart and grabbed Luo Yusheng.

The moment my hand touched her wrist, she flung it away.

When Luo Yusheng turned around, her face was devoid of any smile, and she looked unapproachable: "What do you want?"

She shook off the hand she had just held, as if trying to shake off something dirty.

Such obvious disdain made Song Qianqian feel embarrassed and even angrier.

But she still had to step forward and plead with Luo Yusheng, explaining that they really couldn't afford the money.

"Sheng Sheng, could you lend me some money? I promise I'll pay you back later."

Luo Yusheng stopped what she was doing: "Did you pay back the money you borrowed from me last time?"

"What?" Song Qianqian only remembered the matter of borrowing medical expenses from Luo Yusheng after asking the question.

She had long forgotten: "I originally planned to give you the prize money, but you used me as a stepping stone to showcase yourself. Now that you're famous and have won the prize money, let's call it even, shall we?"

Luo Yusheng never expected them to be so shameless.

She laughed in exasperation, crossed her arms, and asked, "You're already trying to renege on that small amount of money, let alone ten thousand."

Ji Tingxiao wanted to get past Song Qianqian and argue with her.

Just then, the cadre who hadn't been able to wait for the two to come in and pay came out and asked, "Have you thought it through? Are you still going to participate?"

After exchanging glances with Song Qianqian, Ji Tingxiao refused.

"Sissi and I didn't think the club was interesting, so we didn't participate."

Just as the cadre was about to offer some advice, a classmate questioned Ji Tingxiao.

"You're not saying you can't afford the membership fee and are just pretending you're not interested to save face, are you? You haven't paid back the money from the last celebration party either. That doesn't make sense, aren't you a rich kid?"

He felt a chill run down his spine; why was he bringing up the unpaid meal bill again?

Just as he was wondering how to deal with it, someone took the opportunity to ask for money: "I don't have much money, only about 1,500. I'll round it down for you, so give it back to me now."

Once someone started it, the students who wanted to pay their debts swarmed around him and surrounded him.

They kept asking him for money, which annoyed Ji Tingxiao. He raised his voice to silence their demands: "What's the rush? This little bit of money is nothing to me. I'll definitely pay you back."

He had made such a promise once before.

Luo Yusheng whispered a reminder: "We need a date."

Some people listened to her and kept pressing him for the repayment date.

Ji Tingxiao had no money at the moment, couldn't give a specific time, and stammered, unable to say anything. His eyes darted around, trying to think of a solution.

Suddenly, someone looked at Ji Tingxiao and exclaimed, "His T-shirt is fake, and even his sneakers are fake."

Luo Yusheng gave a cold laugh.

Of course it's fake; the real thing was cut into unrepairable pieces at her instruction long ago.

Song Qianqian immediately pushed her way into the crowd and questioned, "Sheng Sheng, I know you like Ting Xiao. But you can't deliberately let these people pressure Ting Xiao and embarrass him just because he doesn't like you."

"You won't win his affection this way; you'll only push him further away. Trying to destroy what you can't have is a terrible personality trait."

Someone spoke up for Song Qianqian: "Luo Yusheng deliberately reminded them to ask Ji Tingxiao for money in front of so many people. Was this something she orchestrated?"

"It must be. Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian are getting close, which makes her unhappy. Didn't you hear what she said? 'If you can't have it, you'll destroy it.' How terrifying."

"I heard that Luo Yusheng went back on her word about throwing him a celebration banquet, and Ji Tingxiao didn't have enough cash on him, so he borrowed from his classmates. Wasn't he tricked by Luo Yusheng?"

The tide turned because of Song Qianqian's few words, and more and more people said that Luo Yusheng was scheming.

Jiang Moche tried to speak up for her, but she stopped him.

"Are you done? Now it's my turn to speak."

She remained completely calm: "Does accusing me negate the fact that he owes money?"

Ji Tingxiao and Song Qianqian's expressions changed.

“I reminded them out of sympathy for the creditors, and I meant it.”

Everyone looked at Ji Tingxiao's clothes, and he subconsciously hid the parts with the most flaws.

The attempt to cover up the truth only fueled everyone's suspicions.

"Ask your classmates if anyone heard that I was the one who threw the celebration party for him before the party started."

Ji Tingxiao, pretending to be a tycoon, naturally didn't want anyone to know that Luo Yusheng was treating them to this meal, so he didn't reveal it.

Unexpectedly, this became her justification for extricating herself from the situation.

"He put on a show of wealth, pretending to be a rich kid, and then blamed everything on my refusal to pay the bill. Is that reasonable?"