When in trouble, turn to the police.
Hannah bit her lip, blinked, and replied with extra seriousness, "I have been rather short of money recently."
Though she got two hundred thousand yuan when her contract with Prideful was terminated, this money has been quietly sitting on her bank card ever since the original owner of this plotline died.
She treated this money as her last thought and obsession for George River.
Persistently proving the purity of her feelings for George River, she decided she wouldn’t use it.
If the original person wouldn’t use it, then neither would Hannah.
So her lack of money was real.
Luckily, it was finally explained that the eight thousand yuan given to her by her senior was simply a reward for her helping the school acting as a receptionist. It was not so so-called... cough, dirty transactions.
The misunderstanding had been cleared up, but since soone had been injured and admitted to the hospital, the two could not leave yet and had to sit and wait to cooperate with so subsequent interrogations.
In the inner room, the police officer on duty started on the next case of shop brawls. The dozen or so burly n with tattoos of Green Dragons on their left and White Tigers on their right behaved obediently upon reaching here and accepted their re-education.
Hannah watched this with great interest.
George River sat to one side, struggling for a long ti before opening his mouth, "Why...Why didn’t you say any of this earlier?"
Hannah did not turn her head, propping up her chin, "What words?"
George River frowned, then eased up, looking at the silver earrings dangling from her earlobes, "The relationship between you and that man isn’t..."
He didn’t say the rest of his sentence.
Maybe he thought it was too foolish.
Hannah turned her head to look at him, her voice a bit languid, her seductive lips carrying a hint of ridicule, like self-mockery also as if mocking the other, "First, you never asked. Second, you already drew a conclusion about things. Let tell you truthfully, if I had explained back then, would you have believed ?"
"Why wouldn’t I?" George River retorted.
Hannah didn’t speak anymore, just looked at him and giggled. After a long ti she said lightly, "No, you wouldn’t."
She said with particular certainty, "In your heart, George River, it was decided long ago that Hannah Winter is a woman who loves money, a woman who would sell herself for the sake of money, just like when she originally agreed to the contract between you and her. But, George River, nobody would ever use their true feelings in exchange for money."
Nobody ever would.
She doesn’t love George River, she never has.
Although in the interstellar live streaming room it’s not without precedence for the abused protagonist to fall for the jerk, those cases do not involve her.
She’s not included in those scenarios, nor will she be in the future.
What she just said was for the original owner of the plotline.
Perhaps the innocent girl of the past was indeed briefly deceived by money, but there’s no sha in that.
I’m short of money, so I yearn for money, is there sothing wrong with that?
Not at all. What’s truly shaful are those people who regardless of whether they have money or not, accuse others of being shallow gold-diggers simply because they pursuit wealth.
The relationship between the original woman and George River, and she herself and George River, was always about a money transaction. They set up an agreent, giving what the other wanted, everyone benefiting from the deal.
This was quite fair. If it is said that the original woman and herself are the so-called dirty and shaful individuals, then George River is no saint either.
Her reasoning is sound, however, George River finds it amusing, "Hannah Winter, if I, George River, didn’t have that money, would you still love ?"
"I wouldn’t," she said, "if you had no money, we wouldn’t have possibly t in the first place, and you wouldn’t have kept by your side, right?"
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