Worthless

Zhang Qian walked back to Chu Xin's house happily. When he reached the door and realized that it was already closed, he knocked patiently.

He did not have the key to Chu Xin's house. Chu Xin would open the door for him every time, and no matter what time it was, Chu Xin would always be at home.

He had never been curious about how Chu Xin managed to maintain her lifestyle, nor was he curious about where she came from. All he could think about was being intimate with Chu Xin.

"Xin Xin! Open the door!" Zhang Qian shouted.

Chu Xin quickly hid the money in the room and brought the intact-looking bags back to the living room. She tidied up her clothes and walked foxily to open the door.

"I was in the toilet just now, so I'm a little slow to get to the door," Chu Xin lied flawlessly without batting an eyelid.

"It's fine, it's fine. I already sent all of them off. Don't worry," Zhang Qian said flatteringly.