She shook her head, discarding the memories that surfaced in her mind, and said to Qin Youxue, "In any case, this money is not for you, it's for me. Take it and get away as best as you can. If we get a chance to meet in the future, you can return it to me."
In Qin Youxue's dark eyes, a glimmer of tears surfaced. Even in moments of utter despair, she had not shed a single tear, but now she couldn't help but feel a tug at her heart.
She hadn't come across anyone who was so selflessly good to her in a long while.
She wiped her eyes and whispered, "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Meng Xi'er smiled, rose to her feet, and said to Qin Youxue, "Let me escort you out of the city." She looked at her young face, "You're still underage, aren't you? I can't let a young girl like you run around at this hour."
Qin Youxue quickly shook her head, "No, really, no need! I can manage on my own!"
Meng Xi'er did not insist further but said, "At the very least, I have to get you to a taxi."