When she looked up, she was the only one sitting alone.

Suddenly, she looked in the direction of the intensive care room, and her heart was so painful that tears rained down.

At eight o'clock, the hospital was back and going.

Luo Xingchen still sat there without moving, and only after half an hour did she get up.

The cash check still needed to be cashed at the bank, and she hurriedly left the hospital and went to the bank.

After transferring the cash to her bank card, she went to the hospital payment office and paid the hospitalization fee of 100,000 yuan.

Running back and forth, it was almost noon.

Qi Meiyu called her and asked her where she was, she blurted out that she was still filming locations in the suburbs, and took a taxi to her uncle's company.

When Luo Shaojie saw her, he was inevitably still a little surprised, "Xingchen, why are you here?" ”

"I'll pay it back." Luo Xingchen's face looked unusually pale in the bright light, and his beautiful eyes flashed with tears.

Luo Shaojie smiled, opened the desk drawer, took out a cigar and lit it, "I'll just say it!" If you want to open it, the money will naturally roll in. Xingchen, you're in luck. ”

"Really?" She smiled wryly, if this was luck, there would be no disaster under the sky.

She took out her mobile phone and logged in to the mobile banking, "Uncle, I remember your account number, I'll transfer it to you now." ”

After some manipulation, the money arrived.

Luo Shaojie looked at the prompt message on his phone and smiled.

"Uncle, no matter what, we must still thank you. But, from now on, we owe you nothing more. ”

"Luo Xingchen, you are really tough, say such a thing, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?"

The door to the office was slammed open, and a tall, sleek young woman with straight hair in a shawl walked in.

She has a fair complexion, and her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Luo Xingchen.

"Yawen, how did you speak?" Luo Shaojie took a puff of his cigar.

Luo Yawen put the document in her hand on the desk, and then glared at Luo Xingchen with an extremely contemptuous look, "Dad has helped you a lot over the years, and now that you have the money to pay back, you are about to turn your face?" ”

Luo Xingchen looked at this cousin, who was only a few months younger than himself, and smiled slightly, "Can I say that my father used to help you too?" ”

"Yes, why not?" Luo Yawen sat down on the chair, stretched out her fingers, and lowered her head to check whether the nail polish applied on it had any signs of falling off, "Luo Xingchen, you should really reflect on whether there is something wrong with your personality." Otherwise, how did you get to the point where you don't even have a good friend today? When you were a daughter, were you too arrogant? Who can you tolerate in your eyes? ”

As she spoke, Luo Yawen raised her eyes slightly, her eyes full of provocation.

In the past, Luo Xingchen was better than her in everything. No matter how hard she tries, she will always be a little bit worse.

Even the man he secretly liked turned out to be only Luo Xingchen in his eyes.

Why?

Luo Xingchen is not perfect, not to mention how arrogant his personality is.

But at that time, the boys in the school just liked to revolve around her, and even the girls liked to play with her.

Fortunately, fate is fair, and finally smashed Luo Xingchen's perfect world.

When I think of this, I feel relieved.

"Luo Xingchen, Song Ke'er is so good with you, you can turn your face, what happened back then? Want to know? ”