Chapter 5: Give money

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Xue Jue has not known Zu Qi for a long time, but it has been more than half a year. He knows what Zu Qi is like—vanity and snobbery, and he can do whatever he can to climb up.

These negative characteristics of Zu Qi have long been deeply imprinted in Xue Jue's heart, so he would never have thought that Zu Qi would take the initiative to break up.

Or is this just Zuqi's trick to retreat?

Xue Jue didn't understand, but right now he didn't want to distract too much energy from such a trivial matter. Soon he noticed that Zu Qi was dressed like a butterfly and frowned.

"You came here dressed like this?"

"Otherwise?" Zu Qi raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly, and raised his hand indifferently to pull at the clothes on his body. "Since I want to talk about such an important thing as breaking up, of course I have to wear my favorite clothes. Does it look good?"

After speaking, Zu Qi stood up humble and deliberately turned slowly in front of Xue Jue a few times.

Looking back, Xue Jue's face turned blue with anger, and the low air pressure exuding from his body could almost be condensed into substance, and Zu Qi's smile couldn't help but become even brighter.

"Look, you don't like what I like. I can't help you with your work. We are really not suitable for each other."

Zu Qi's tone gradually became serious. He stared at Xue Jue with a gloomy face for a moment, and said solemnly, "If you are worried about the reputation loss of you and the Xue family after breaking up, then you can put the blame on me. On my body, even if I ran away with money, I don't care."

Life is almost gone, what do you care about fame?

As long as they are still alive, money can be earned slowly, reputation can be built slowly, and there is a lifetime for him and the little boy in his stomach to slowly pass away.

Zu Qi tried to persuade Xue Jue from the bottom of his heart, but Xue Jue sneered disdainfully: "Of course you don't care. If you care, you won't give me medicine."

Zu Qi: "..."

Oh, he seems to remember. The novel did write in a few words, "Zu Qi" put a very strong medicine into Xue Jue's glass at the banquet, and then took advantage of the opportunity to help Xue Jue go upstairs to rest. There was a spring night.

Then hit it...

Hey, I blame the original owner for the absurd things that caused him to break up with the original owner's Pitti now, as if he was having a temper.

Xue Jue couldn't help but curl up a bit of mockery when he saw that Zu Qi was stuck at the center of the matter.

"The Xue family can't help but come and leave if you want. Don't forget that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at us behind you. If you show your face in front of others today, you will be stripped clean tomorrow, and when you run to the ends of the world, Fuck it out."

Xue Jue didn't speak loudly, but every word carried an irresistible momentum, which forced Zu Qi to retreat steadily. The self-confidence that he thought could persuade the other party just disappeared in an instant.

Zu Qi froze in place, his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't know what to say.

Xue Jue glanced at the time on the wristwatch, then picked up the phone to make a call.

Before long, Zuqi's cell phone buzzed and vibrated twice, and text messages came in.

He unconsciously unlocked the phone and entered the mailbox, and soon saw the new text message—

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