Song Linchu was about to say something when the door of the dormitory was knocked twice, then Xu Liang from the next dormitory opened the door and poked his head in. Seeing Song Linchu, he smiled and said, "Linchu, you are here."

  "Well, what's the matter?" Song Linchu asked.

  "That's it," Xu Liang walked in with one hand behind his back, and said a little embarrassedly, "I was also entrusted by someone, you know He Qishen, a senior from the Department of Finance, he asked me to send this to you."

  Xu Liang took out his hand from behind. In his hand was an exquisite gift box decorated with red roses. One could tell the purpose of the gift giver at a glance.

  Before Song Linchu could speak, Su Zhan's expression changed first.

  This He Qishen senior is a well-known rich second generation in their school. His father is a famous real estate tycoon and even donated a building to the school. It can be said that he is rich and high-profile.

  Song Linchu is good-looking, good-tempered, and talented. There are many people who pursue him. It is not uncommon for him to like him so deeply.

  But this gift came after Su Zhan said those words, it was like "slapping" two big slaps in the face.

  His usual thick face was a little embarrassing at the moment, and he even felt that the custom-made dress he was wearing was not so expensive.

  Song Linchu thought for a while, and then he remembered who this He Qishen senior was, and he still didn't match his face.

  He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, please return the gift for me, thank you very much."

  Xu Liang was not surprised that he would refuse, and he didn't force it, and said, "Okay, then I'll go first."

  "Um."

  After Xu Liang left, Song Linchu ignored Su Zhan. He took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. After washing, he saw that the coat was a little dirty, so he planned to take it to the laundry room for washing. Before washing, he habitually checked the two pockets of his clothes. From his right pocket he took out a note.

  There was a phone number written on the note.

  This is...Uncle Tan Mingqing's phone number.

  Song Linchu pursed his lower lip, and Su Zhan's proud expression just now flashed in his mind again.

  It seems that the pheasant who is about to marry into the phoenix family has a sense of superiority.

  The thought that was suppressed by him before reappeared, this time it was even stronger.

  Song Linchu only realized that he was not a pure and kind little cutie. At least at this moment, the malice in his heart was about to overflow, and he especially wanted to see Su Zhan's expression after he found out that his boyfriend's dream of being a wealthy family was broken.

  It must be wonderful.

  For this scene, Song Linchu did it!

  Anyway, that uncle Tan Mingqing was about to die, and he didn't have that kind of ability. Apart from becoming a widow, he had nothing to lose at all.

  Maybe he can give him a little warmth at the end of his life, let him feel the warmth of the world.

  Even if you can't get the right to inherit, it's good to be disgusting to this pair of dogs.

  Song Linchu immediately took out his mobile phone and entered the string of numbers. The pop-up adding interface was still the same user named Tan Yue before. Song Linchu clicked Add to Contacts, but encountered difficulties when entering the verification information.

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