At that moment, Chen Tianlin's heart showed a trace of boredom for no reason. He began to fall into a self-loathing mood. He stepped back a few steps and sat back on the sofa like he had exhausted all his strength and hung his head.

"Gee, that's all right. You don't have to worry. I'm not the kind of girl who can cry." Han Xueying's voice rings like a silver bell. "Now that you have made a choice, then I accept the result. In this case, I can't help you solve the problem of funds..."

"It doesn't matter." Chen Tianlin said in a low voice.

"eh? What's the situation? Hey,...