Outside the mall.
Chen Fan and Song Qian were walking on the pedestrian street.
Song Qian lowered her head, her cheeks slightly red, nervously clutching her purse, "I was originally planning to buy some jewelry for my mom as a gift. I didn't expect to encounter such an incident. If it weren't for you today, I'm afraid..."
Chen Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's all in the past, don't dwell on it."
Song Qian stopped, turned around, and looked at Chen Fan seriously, "Chen Fan, I will definitely find a way to pay you back that eight hundred thousand!"
Chen Fan waved his hand, "You're an old classmate of mine, it's strange to talk about paying me back. Eight hundred thousand really isn't much to me, let's not mention this matter again."
