"Wait a moment." An Ying saw that he had already stepped down with one foot and took a step forward, shoving the bag in her hand into Doctor Huang's arms. Noticing his puzzled expression, she explained, "Thank you for your kindness, but I already borrowed it from a friend today."
Doctor Huang looked down at the money in his arms, his expression showing a hint of disappointment. Then he tentatively asked, "Where is your friend from?"
An Ying had lived here for decades, and neither he nor the neighbors had ever seen her with any friends, let alone close neighbors. So when An Ying mentioned a "friend," Doctor Huang felt a tinge of crisis.
For years, he had never dared to express his feelings for An Ying. It was only recently that they had more time together, and An Ying did not seem to reject him. Therefore, any slight changes around An Ying made him anxious, fearing that the woman he had secretly loved for years would be taken away.
