Inheritance of Two Trillion
Chapter 222 Don’t Let Me See You Again!_1

Chapter 222: Chapter 222 Don’t Let Me See You Again!_1

Bai Xiaosheng jumped in fright, and the passersby around also turned to look.

"What’s wrong?" Bai Xiaosheng asked anxiously.

Yang Qian’er was on the verge of tears as she pulled out her cell phone.

Her phone was smashed into pieces, and a bottle of water in her bag had also spilled.

Bai Xiaosheng just saw a bunch of wet fragments in her hand.

"It’s just a phone," Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but sigh, thinking it was something more serious.

"Just get a new one, do you really care about a phone that much?" Bai Xiaosheng said.

Women often change their phones.

Besides, Yang Qian’er paid over five hundred for just a baseball cap, she’s not exactly short on cash.

"You don’t understand! My concert videos are in there!" Yang Qian’er said desperately, almost crying.

"You can just download a clip from the internet, it might even be clearer than yours."

"You, you! This has sentimental value, okay!" Yang Qian’er burst into real tears.

Bai Xiaosheng couldn’t help but scratch his face, still unconcerned at first, until people around started pointing and talking.

"Look, a big guy making a girl cry!"

"Sigh, men these days, not knowing how to cherish and be tender to women, and they call themselves men!"

"You can’t do this to me, or I’ll die just to show you!"

The voices of accusation and discussion around him left Bai Xiaosheng without a defense.

"Don’t cry, it’s just a video," Bai Xiaosheng tried to console her.

But his attempt only made Yang Qian’er cry out louder.

Bai Xiaosheng was completely at a loss and reached into his bag, giving her something.

"Here, take this!"

Yang Qian’er still felt like crying, but upon seeing the item, she suddenly jumped up, her shock tinged with ecstasy.

"Wei Moran’s autographed new album!"

When Yang Qian’er left Tiannan, the new album had just been released, and she hadn’t been able to get one!

And with Wei Moran’s signature on it, it was clearly a limited edition from the first release!

"You were at the concert too, right? This is, is, is from the concert giveaway," Yang Qian’er stuttered, then clutched it tightly to her chest, warily eyeing Bai Xiaosheng, "You’re really giving it to me? No take-backs!"

Bai Xiaosheng gave her a glance and kept walking on his own.

He couldn’t be bothered with her.

Yang Qian’er caught up with him again, a bit sheepishly, "I’ll pay you for it!"

"No need! A signed album, I still have ten or eight of them," Bai Xiaosheng said languidly, immediately earning an angry, resentful glare from Yang Qian’er.

As if her idol’s autographed new album was worthless!

"To have such a treasure and yet resist flaunting it!" Yang Qian’er thought about how she had treasured the concert video like a precious gem on the bus and had played it repeatedly in front of this man, now felt rather ashamed.

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Yang Qian’er’s expression and couldn’t help but laugh.

He wasn’t lying; he indeed had ten or eight more in his bag, which he had asked Wei Moran for after the press conference.

Except for one very special one, which was reserved for Wei Xuelian.

The rest were indeed meant to be gifts to take home.

Yang Qian’er didn’t know that.

Now she was like a little girl who had received a beloved present, bouncing happily as she walked.

"I have something I want to ask you," Bai Xiaosheng suddenly said.

"Ask away, I’m in a really good mood," Yang Qian’er said, obsessively fiddling with the autographed album.

"Why did you stand up and stop that thief?" Bai Xiaosheng softly inquired.

On the bus, in the face of the highway robber, Yang Qian’er had shown weakness, fear, and helplessness, which was typical behavior for many women.

Such a personality should be more inclined to self-preservation.

How could it be an act of valor? Catching thieves too!

Bai Xiaosheng was baffled and couldn’t help muttering, "You should be, pretty cowardly."

"Didn’t you hear that woman, who lost the money, screaming that it was lifesaving money? So..." Yang Qian’er involuntarily responded, before that last sentence from Bai Xiaosheng her anger sparked, she retorted angrily, "You’re scolding me!"

Bai Xiaosheng glanced at the signed album in Yang Qian’er’s hands and pursed his lips.

Yang Qian’er’s anger dissipated immediately.

"I’m a journalist. I once did an interview on a similar situation, except it was a father who had managed, with great difficulty, to raise the money for lifesaving surgery, and his child was waiting for the operation. Then someone stole it en route. That father was in utter despair and helpless, begging the doctors to go ahead with the surgery, but the hospital had rules, and the doctors were helpless as well," Yang Qian’er said with a somewhat somber expression, "In the end, the child couldn’t be saved. The father went mad and attacked the doctors and nurses with a knife..."

Bai Xiaosheng silently.

"It was a tragedy. We always condemn the hospital, condemn society afterward, but what’s the use if everyone is afraid to stand up to street thieves?"

Yang Qian’er took a deep breath, "Maybe I was deeply moved, and I just rushed out involuntarily. Besides, this didn’t involve facing robbers. I didn’t believe that no one would stand up to help me, like someone like you!"

After saying it, Yang Qian’er smiled.

Bai Xiaosheng gave her a deep look, and his impression of her changed somewhat.

On the bus, that somewhat silly woman, who lacked a sense of public decency, was also a woman with a conscience.

People are truly complicated creatures.

Impossible to judge simply.

Beyond his reflections, Bai Xiaosheng stood by the roadside and hailed a taxi that soon pulled up.

"Enough, stop following me, it’s time for me to go home," Bai Xiaosheng said.

"Hey, how about... How about I add you on a contact?" Yang Qian’er offered proactively.

She didn’t want to accept the invaluable signed album for nothing.

After all, it had not been easy for Bai Xiaosheng to get lucky and obtain it at the concert!

Yang Qian’er felt she should compensate this man, even if it meant forcing some money on him.

Yang Qian’er wanted to leave her contact information, she frowned at her phone, then hurriedly rummaged through her bag, trying to find paper and pen to jot it down.

There was no paper or pen.

Yang Qian’er at last found an eyebrow pencil and pulled out a receipt.

But when she happily looked up, she was shocked to find that Bai Xiaosheng had already gotten into the taxi.

"Goodbye, heroine!"

Bai Xiaosheng was sitting in the passenger seat, smiling and waving at her.

The taxi sped off like a runaway horse, kicking up dust.

Leaving behind just a trail of dust.

Yang Qian’er stood there dumbfounded for a while, her face turning red with rage as she stamped her foot.

"Gone? You completely ignored me! You damn jerk, don’t let me run into you again!" Yang Qian’er shouted angrily.

Up to this moment, she didn’t even know the man’s name.

In her irritation, there was a tinge of disappointment as well.

Bai Xiaosheng sat in the car, and the curious driver asked, "Was that lady a friend of yours? She’s very pretty!"

Bai Xiaosheng just smiled, without a word.

The car was fast.

He was nearly home and Bai Xiaosheng was glad.

"I wonder how Grandma’s doing, I haven’t been home in so long, only making a phone call each month, truly unfilial!" Bai Xiaosheng blamed himself deeply.

Having not made something of himself yet, he was ashamed to see his relatives.

But now, at least he, Bai Xiaosheng, was worth millions.

Bai Xiaosheng was pleased with himself.

However, at that moment at the Bai Family’s home.

There was no festive atmosphere like there should be for a grand celebration.

Instead, there was an air of gloom!