Jiang Chaoyuan felt a pang of heartache for the girl. He remembered the meticulous care Chen Ling had shown to everyone, thoughtful in every aspect.
Perhaps she had suffered herself, which is why she was so eager to help others.
His heart softened, "Chen Ling, how much do you owe?"
"A lot, a lot. I won't disclose the specifics to you. Thank you for being willing to hide it for me." Chen Ling revealed a smile, radiant and unsuspecting of someone in debt.
She stood up, intending to return to her dormitory to rest.
Suddenly, Jiang Chaoyuan grabbed her wrist, "You know my identity. I can lend you money first for you to pay off your debts. Owing me is better than owing them. If I had arrived even a bit later today… you would have been in danger."
It was the first time Chen Ling had heard someone offer to help her. Though she was moved, it was false to claim she wasn't. However, the sum was so immense that Jiang Chaoyuan couldn't help her.
