"Heh, don't worry about it. If this money could be mine, I would be happy, but the problem is, I can spend it, but I can't use it as my own asset."

After all, the Bian family hasn't handed it over to her yet.

Jiang Jiaotao seemed to understand but not fully.

She didn't consider herself a person who would always do good and not keep money they found, but this was the first time someone had treated her this way. For a moment, she struggled to accept it.

"Well..."

The two had a meal, and even though Jiang Jiaotao had forgotten, Bian Yingning remembered to buy some red bean cakes that she had praised so much earlier and brought them back for Jiang Jiaotao.

Sitting in a taxi, Jiang Jiaotao held the still warm red bean cakes and waved goodbye to Bian Yingning outside the car.

As the car started, Bian Yingning's figure receded into the distance, and a faint aroma of red bean cakes filled the car.

Jiang Jiaotao breathed in the scent of the cakes, touched her bag, and unconsciously relaxed her brows.

....

After seeing off Jiang Jiaotao, Bian Yingning breathed a sigh of relief. Her likability should have increased significantly today.

Just as she was thinking that, Bian Yingning turned around and saw someone dressed in all black standing not far behind her, even wearing a black duckbill cap. If it were nighttime, they could easily blend into the darkness.

"..." A secret agent?

Without exchanging a word, the person in black raised the brim of their cap, revealing their face.

Round and chubby, very cute, with a hint of childishness, but sharp eyes.

"Shang Qinghui? What are you doing here?"

Shang Qinghui crossed her arms and stared coldly at Bian Yingning, uttering two words, "Passing by."

Passing by? Bian Yingning looked around. She was currently on the side of the road outside the shopping mall, where taxis pick up passengers and bus stops are located. If she was just passing by, she shouldn't have passed through here.

"Then why... are you dressed in black?"

Shang Qinghui rubbed the back of her head, where her hair was covered by the hat. "Don't you think it looks cool?"

Bian Yingning: "..." Is there a generation gap between them?

"That woman just now, who was she?" Shang Qinghui suddenly asked.

Bian Yingning was taken aback. "You saw her?"

"So what? Can't I look?" Shang Qinghui retorted.

It's not that, it's just a bit strange.

Bian Yingning scrutinized Shang Qinghui up and down. "What passing by? Are you following me?"

As soon as these words came out, Shang Qinghui instantly became like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "What nonsense are you talking about? Who's bored enough to follow you!"

She just... just wanted to see who this "Sister Peach" was. Seeing how secretive and cautious Bian Yingning was, not daring to answer calls in front of her, there must be something fishy.

But then again, she wasn't some important person, nor had she done anything unsavory. "If there's nothing, then there's nothing. Why are you getting so worked up?"

"Who's getting worked up? Don't change the subject. I've never seen that woman just now... Who is she from?"

Shang Qinghui was determined to get an answer.

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