Ye Qingcheng's Heart Cold

The implication was clear: even though I've proven my abilities and that I didn't cheat, you can pretend to be blind and deaf, continuing to stubbornly act as you please.

Lin Yimo suddenly felt a lack of blood supply to his heart muscle, his vision blurred, and his blood flow became irregular, as if he was about to faint.

He slumped to the ground, holding his head.

Gu Qingqing knew he was experiencing low blood sugar again, so she peeled a lollipop for him.

Lin Yimo's heart sank even further when he saw the lollipop.

Now, he couldn't accept Gu Qingqing's kindness.

"Two thousand yuan each."

Lin Yimo: ...

Fuming, he took it and transferred the money via his phone.

As the coolness spread down his throat, a fragrant aroma nourished his veins, and his emotions finally began to calm down.

Gu Qingqing had already turned around and opened the door. He was about to say something when he saw a man standing outside the door.

"Are you okay?"