Lou Xinrou felt like she wanted to cough up blood.
"Hmph!"
Lou Xinrou pulled out one hundred yuan from her wallet, threw it at the smoking owner sitting at the doorway, and left crying huffily.
"Hey hey hey! You didn't get your change, you haven't taken your change!" the owner shouted at Lou Xinrou as she ran away.
Lou Xinrou continued to run and cry, as if she hadn't heard him at all.
"You should go check on her," Qiao Jing said as she picked up Lou Xinrou's bowl of noodles and continued eating.
Zhan Qipei was reluctant to go, but the Zhan Family had always been closely associated with the Lou Family. Moreover, Lou Xinrou was a friend who had grown up with him and Zhan Nanqing, and she had come out with him. At this late hour, with her emotions out of control and running off alone, if something really happened, he would not only be unable to escape responsibility, but he would also feel somewhat guilty.
"Wait for me, I'll be right back."
