Ning Huanxin's attitude was very sincere. Thinking of how much money she had, Yuye couldn't help but nodded in the end.
"Then... I'm sorry to trouble you, but I will return it to you in the future, and I will definitely return it twice as much."
What monks cultivate is cultivation, character, and cause and effect.
In fact, Yu Ye also understood in his heart that meeting Ning Huanxin and becoming friends was far from being that simple, and there might be a deeper connection in the future.
fate…
It has always been an existence that cannot be refused.
… …
Ning Huanxin sent Yu Ye downstairs and withdrew a lot of money for her.
In fact, after sending Yu Ye away, Ning Huanxin kept looking at her bank card in a daze—
Today's society is really amazing.
Real monks, in order to practice and cultivate their bodies and minds, jingle their bells one by one, such as Yang A'nuan and elm leaves.
But those so-called masters are all wealthy, sought after by countless people, and spend a lot of money, just asking the master to give them guidance.
"Why."
Ning Huanxin sighed, turned around and walked towards the apartment. Unexpectedly, she saw Zuo Xiaqu within a few steps.
Here he comes again.
"Doctor Zuo."
Ning Huanxin called out and quickly caught up with Zuo Xiaqu.
Hearing Ning Huanxin's voice, Zuo Xiaqu was slightly startled, subconsciously stopped and waited for her for a while.
"Miss Ning?"
Zuo Xiaqu looked at Ning Huanxin, with a complicated smile on his face: "I watched yesterday's online live video, um, it was very good."
Ning Huanxin:…
Are you complimenting me with this tone
"So Doctor Zuo, you also pay attention to entertainment gossip!"
Ning Huanxin said as she walked towards the apartment.
"As psychiatrists, we naturally have to see everything, understand everything, and keep up with fashion trends, so that we can treat any patient of any age."
Zuo Xiaqu smiled lightly as he spoke.
He looked really normal, not like someone with ulterior motives at all.
but…
However, he was the one who had the most contact with Tang Yelan and Yu Tiantian before they committed suicide by jumping off the building.
"What's wrong?"
Watching Ning Huanxin keep looking at herself. Zuo Xiaqu asked her suddenly.
"Dr. Zuo, you are a psychiatrist. Let's see... am I sick?"
Ning Huanxin suddenly looked at Zuo Xiaqu and asked seriously.
"ah?"
Zuo Xiaqu was stunned and looked at Ning Huanxin.
"Miss Ning, are you kidding me?"
Zuo Xiaqu looked at Ning Huanxin with gleaming eyes: "I think Miss Ning, you are normal. Stop joking."
"Yeah?"
Hearing Zuo Xiaqu's words, Ning Huanxin's eyes suddenly darkened: "But... I can see ghosts."
She murmured softly: "Yu Tiantian's ghost, Tang Yelan's ghost, and many, many ghosts! I saw them."
Ning Huanxin turned to look behind Zuo Xiaqu.
"Right... behind you."
Although Zuo Xiaqu had always been very calm and in extremely good mental condition, when he suddenly heard Ning Huanxin's words, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.
"Miss Ning, stop joking."
"I'm not kidding."
Ning Huanxin was still looking nervously behind Zuo Xiaqu, with a very complicated expression on her face, as if she was frightened with a hint of complexity and confusion.
"Doctor Zuo, am I sick? This must be a hallucination or delusion, right?"
Ning Huanxin suddenly reached out and grabbed Zuo Xiaqu's arm.
Zuo Xiaqu wanted to break free, but found that the girl in front of him was surprisingly strong!
He couldn't break free from her grasp!