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Wei Qing snorted, and pushed the boy's shoulder: "Don't be so tired of leaning on me on purpose, sit down, I have something to ask you."

Yan Chuyang's heart skipped a beat, his expression changed, and he tried to keep calm and said, "Ask...what are you asking, we don't talk at night, it's good to watch TV."

Noticing the boy's tensed shoulders, Wei Qing snorted coldly: "I haven't said anything yet, why are you nervous?"

"Who, who's nervous." Yan Chuyang quickly straightened up, leaned on the back of the sofa chair and muttered, "I just don't understand what you're talking about."

"It's okay if you don't understand." Wei Qing turned his head, stared at the side of the boy's face, and paused, "Let's talk slowly."

Yan Chuyang drooped her head, nestled into a ball on the sofa, squeezed her fingers and said, "What can I say...Actually, I'm a little tired, I want to..."

"Wei Yuan said that you asked him to borrow money." Wei Qing interrupted him bluntly.

The boy was stunned, then turned his head quickly: "Did Wei Yuan tell you?"

Wei Qing's face was tense and he didn't speak.

"Why is he like this!" Yan Chuyang hammered off the sofa, "It's a pity that I treat him as a brother, so I borrowed some money, and told him that I will pay him back when I get loose! Why is he still talking about it? .”

"He didn't say it." Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, "I found out, the bank card in your hand is tied to my mobile phone, Wei Yuan transferred the money to you, and the bank reminder message was directly sent to my mobile phone .”

Yan Chuyang's face changed, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "If I knew it earlier, I would have to apply for a new card."

Wei Qing frowned, and said coldly: "Tell me, what do you want to borrow money from Wei Yuan? Have you encountered anything that requires money recently?"

Yan Chuyang turned around, drooped her head and said, "I, am I going to start paying the tuition for the next semester..."

"Your tuition fee is [-], and you borrowed [-] from Wei Yuan."

"Then I usually don't have to buy some snacks, food and drink, and it must cost money."

"I will transfer your pocket money to your card every month, 5000 yuan a month, and you don't eat out on weekdays, just buy a snack, [-] yuan is enough for you, there is no need to look for it again Wei Yuan borrowed money."

Yan Chuyang's face turned pale from his aggressive tone, and he began to unconsciously rub the pants on his knees with his fingers again, his eyelids drooped and he didn't speak.

Seeing his pitiful look, Wei Qing sighed slightly and said, "I didn't intend to press you, but I just want you to tell me where you spent your money. You are still in school. I am afraid that you will be cheated by others."

Yan Chuyang rubbed his knees and muttered, "No one lied to me..."

"Then tell me where you spent the money?"

After a long silence, the boy whispered, "I gave it to Fang Jingshu..."

"What?!" Wei Qing's expression changed suddenly, his eyes were slightly cold and he said, "You met that woman again?"

Yan Chuyang hummed and nodded slightly.

Wei Qing suppressed his anger, and asked stiffly, "When will we meet?"

"yesterday morning."

"What did she ask you to do?"

"She said I lost weight, and said she wanted to cook something delicious for me."

"Hehe." Wei Qing sneered, "Did I ask you for money while I was eating?"

Yan Chuyang sighed: "I didn't want to give her money at first, but when I went to her house, I felt quite uncomfortable. The three of them squeezed into a small house of [-] square meters, and the whole house was not as big as ours. The kitchen is big.”

"And then." Wei Qing raised his eyebrows, "Because their house is small, so my heart softened. She said she would obediently give her the money if she asked for it, right?"

"She didn't say she wanted it." Yan Chuyang defended in a low voice, "She said she borrowed it from me temporarily, and she will pay it back."

Wei Qing laughed loudly, shook his head and said, "Do you think she will pay you back?"

The boy lowered his head again: "I still haven't paid it back, anyway, I gave the money, and the [-] you gave me at the hospital are all borrowed from me, and I will be responsible for paying it back when I get to work. "

"Who wants you to pay it back!" Wei Qing roared, "I can't understand what I'm talking to you? Yan Chuyang, you feel uncomfortable seeing her living in a house of [-] square meters, so you and your grandma are alone Did anyone feel sorry for you when you lived in a small room the size of a palm? That woman probably never even visited you!"

Yan Chuyang lowered his head palely, staring at the floor.

"I'm not stopping you from seeing her, and I'm not asking you to hold grudges, but you have to be clear that every time she sees you, she is using you. Fang Jingshu is not trying to compensate you, she just wants to get more benefits from you, understand ?"

The boy clenched his jaw, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Wei Qing let out a long breath, and his voice was dark: "I'm used to being in pain every day, and I can't bear to let you suffer a little bit of grievance. It's good for you, you rush to get in front of others every day to be bullied by others, so what if she is your mother, don't you see?" Come out? All she wants is money, and your son will never be able to get into her heart!"

Yan Chuyang rubbed his knees, raised his head and frowned and said, "Then what should I do? After all, she is my mother. Without her, there would be no me. She is crying in front of me. I can't just ignore her."

"You think of her as your mother, does she think of you as her son? She only thinks of you as a cash machine!"

Yan Chuyang's face turned pale when he was provoked, and it took a long time to argue in a muffled voice: "I think...she still has some feelings for me."

Wei Qing was so angry that he almost didn't come up, he directly raised his hand and dragged him over to his lap, staring at the boy's eyes and saying, "How did you know that she has feelings for you?"

Yan Chuyang pursed her lips, lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "I went to her house yesterday, and she made dumplings for me by herself..."

Wei Qing frowned, his heart was so sour, the sour water was almost overflowing his throat.

It really is still not as good as his mother, he cooked so many meals for him, breakfast, lunch and dinner, on weekdays he would do whatever he wanted, but in the end it was still not as good as that woman's meal of dumplings!

Wei Qing remembered reading from a well-known forum that no matter how old a man is, the deepest sense of belonging in his heart still comes from his mother.