Her Death

Yun Xi pretended to be slightly stunned by his gesture and put her money back carefully with a childlike smile.

Not knowing which part of her actions had triggered his sense of compassion, she was surprised when the man took out some money and gave it to her.

"Take it! How can you seek a cure for your mother's illness with no money?"

Yun Xi raised her head in disbelief before finally reaching her trembling hands out and taking the money with a silly giggle, thanking him with a stutter, "Th...thank you."

As she lowered her head, the man who had given her the money withdrew his hand and, under his coat, she could see a black gun that had been pinned to the belt at his waist.

Yun Xi didn't dare to stare, but lowered her head and carefully folded the bills one by one, pulled out a red plastic bag, and put them in it.

This really was a black car! The people within the car were carrying guns, which meant that they weren't ordinary people.