"Yes!" she said directly, "and quite a few!"
At that time, some members of the Aroma Club asked her for scent pouches, and she had made some for Mianmian, right, and also for that bastard Jiang Huai—she had made one for him too!
Qin Jingzhi choked up, "Who all did you give them to?"
"To people at school," she replied.
"What about people outside of school?" he asked.
In Ren Chuqing's mind, the image of J flashed by; indeed, she had once sent a scent pouch to J.
That J, whom she knew from the internet, seemed like some comfort to her. It turned out she could also help others, that there were people in this world who needed her!
Only later, when she had damaged a customer's belongings while working and had to pay compensation—a substantial amount of money—she didn't have the funds to support J anymore. By the time she had compensated for the damage and wanted to support him again, the account for the money transfers had already been canceled!
