CHAPTER 61: CHAPTER 61: DON’T CHASE ME

Rong Qingqing was silent for a few seconds.

"I seem to sense discrimination in the words you use for me." Rong Qingqing snorted, "She just hasn’t faced enough setbacks since childhood, her fate’s blows were too gentle. I’ve been tempered through life’s hammer blows, what do you know?"

Ever since Rong Qingqing and her brother became orphans, until they’ve grown up now, the hardships they’ve endured could fill a book.

Despite those tough days, she and her brother pulled through, so if she can survive, why shouldn’t she?

As long as there’s life, there’s hope.

Besides, see? Her slightest accident felt like it cost her brother half his life, so she wants to stay alive.

No matter how hard it gets, she wants to live.

Rong Qingqing had personally experienced the loss of family, with her parents gone, at least she still had her brother for company in life.

If she were to really leave, her brother would truly be alone in this world.

"No, host, you’re mistaken, I am not discriminating against you. On the contrary, I like resilient people like you! Keep it up, host, I’m rooting for you!"

The system gave Rong Qingqing affirmation and then quieted down, because Lin Bufan was calling Rong Qingqing from the side.

"Miss Qingqing, would you like some desserts?" Lin Bufan asked.

Rong Qingqing glanced at the dessert table and decisively refused.

"No, desserts make you fat and give you acne." Rong Qingqing took a step back, wanting to stay far away from it.

After replying to Lin Bufan, she looked towards the crowd again, only to find that in this short moment, the topic of conversation had changed to something else she wasn’t interested in.

With a slight pout, Rong Qingqing informed Shen Jue and then walked towards the fruit table.

Almost all the young girls standing by the fruit table were, like Rong Qingqing, afraid of gaining weight, carefully selecting low-calorie fruits to eat.

While lost in her thoughts and pacing around the table, Rong Qingqing didn’t notice someone approaching from her side, and she accidentally bumped into them.

Luckily, she was walking slowly and lightly.

"Sorry about that," Rong Qingqing apologized softly.

The person she bumped into was wearing blindingly white clothes, and fortunately, neither was holding anything, so it was fine.

But before Rong Qingqing could raise her head to look at their face, a familiar, through-clenched-teeth voice came from above her head.

"Why are you everywhere? And you say you’re not stalking me?"

Such a familiar tone, such a familiar arrogance.

Rong Qingqing laughed with anger, looked up, and indeed saw the familiar face of the beggar.

But unlike the previous encounters, his hair wasn’t a shaggy mess, and this time Rong Qingqing saw a handsome face.

"Beggar! Come here!"

Rong Qingqing quickly grabbed the handsome beggar’s hand and walked briskly towards the garden.

"Are you so flustered you’re planning to kidnap me?" The handsome beggar shook his hand twice but didn’t break free, also fearing to draw attention by making a fuss, so he was forcefully dragged by Rong Qingqing out of the banquet hall to the now desolate garden.

"It’s a dark night with windy skies, are you planning to commit murder?" The handsome beggar looked at Rong Qingqing with an incredibly terrified expression.

"You just shut up, you haven’t stopped yapping." Rong Qingqing took her phone out of her small handbag and waved it in front of the beggar, "Get your phone out."

The handsome beggar didn’t move, just stared at Rong Qingqing, after a few seconds, "You want my contact information?"

The next second the handsome beggar changed his expression, "Don’t chase me, there’s no future! I will absolutely not like a penny pincher!"