"Sis!"
Qin Kaile ran over and grabbed her, "What are you talking about? Don't say things like that!"
His face was full of anxiety.
Qin Wei's pupils slightly contracted, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he said, "Xiaoxue..."
Qin Youxue pulled her hand out of Qin Kaile's grip and turned to walk toward the door.
The money was from two years ago, the price of selling herself.
It was also her only savings in this life.
Giving the money to Qin Wei was also repaying him for raising her. From now on, they would go their separate ways.
"Xiaoxue!"
Qin Wei called after her, "Aren't you staying for dinner? We haven't met for so long, how have you been outside?"
Qin Youxue curled her lips into a mocking cold smile; every word Qin Wei said now made her sick.
Qin Kaile ran out of the house and anxiously grabbed Qin Youxue's hand, "Sis, where are you going? How did you get so much money? You gave the money to us, what about you after this?"
