303, You reap what you sow 10_1

Yu Jingrong hadn't expected her to say thank you, his resentment from earlier subsiding slightly, his tone also changing slightly: "No need, I didn't help you because I wanted to. I just dislike it when people think you're my father's daughter and insult my father while berating you."

Biting her lip, Yu Qinqin looked up at him: "Whether you like it or not, you helped me, and a thank you is what I owe you."

Yu Jingrong pursed his lips, an indifferent expression on his face: "If you insist on putting it that way, then consider it a birthday present from me."

Mentioning her birthday, Yu Qinqin's face instantly changed.

Pale as a ghost, she even broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling Yu Jingrong's gaze fixed on her and burdened by a sense of guilt she couldn't voice, she turned and immediately walked away.

Watching her retreating figure, Yu Jingrong felt more certain something was amiss about the birthday party.