But the Song family was richer than them. Song Tang had added many wealthy young masters on her WeChat.
If she got exposed as being chased for debts, where would she put her face?
Xi Shuting took a deep breath and typed.
Xi Shuting: 【Alright, I’ll transfer it tomorrow.】
Xi Shuting: 【I’ll figure something out today.】
Xi Shuting: 【I didn’t expect our friendship to end up like this.】
After washing her face, Song Tang picked up her phone.
Friendship? At this point, she was still trying to say things like that.
She smiled and replied to the last message.
Song Tang: 【Okay. Waiting for your good news. Don’t make me remind you again.】
As for the topic of friendship, she didn’t even want to respond.
She and Xi Shuting were never friends.
It was just that the original owner, that fool, had been used as a cash machine for so long without even realizing it.
While eating breakfast, Song Tang scrolled through her WeChat contacts.
Familiar yet unfamiliar names passed before her eyes. They were all the original owner’s friends, but most of them she no longer planned to contact.
Until she saw one name, Cen Zhi.
Song Tang’s finger paused slightly.
Cen Zhi was the first person the original owner met after the Song family rose to wealth.
Back then, when the Song family had just become rich, Cen Zhi was the original owner’s only friend in the elite circle.
Later, as the original owner met more and more people, she gradually pushed Cen Zhi into the background.
Cen Zhi had a gentle personality and a kind heart. She often reminded the original owner, when she was being tricked by those so-called friends, not to waste money or act like a sucker.
As the saying goes, harsh words are hard to hear.
Naturally, the original owner did not like hearing those things.
She thought Cen Zhi was boring, thought she looked down on her new friends, thought she was bitter and jealous. So she slowly stopped hanging out with her.
And just like that, they drifted apart.
But Cen Zhi never deleted her, and would occasionally like her posts.
Song Tang looked at that profile picture and curved her lips slightly.
This was the only person who had ever truly treated the original owner as a friend.
It was a pity the original owner never understood it.
But she did.
Song Tang opened the chat window with Cen Zhi.
Their last conversation had been half a year ago. Cen Zhi had sent a message asking how she was doing, but the original owner never replied.
After thinking for a moment, Song Tang typed.
Song Tang: 【Are you there?】
After a few seconds, the reply came.
Cen Zhi: 【What is it?】
Song Tang hesitated briefly before asking directly.
Song Tang: 【I want to ask you something. You and Lin Yanchen went to the same high school, right?】
Cen Zhi: 【Yes.】
Song Tang: 【Do you know if Lin Yanchen had any girlfriends before me?】
There was a pause.
Cen Zhi: 【Why are you asking this?】
Song Tang: 【Just curious.】
Cen Zhi: 【No.】
Cen Zhi: 【You are his first girlfriend.】
Song Tang looked at the line thoughtfully.
First, Just like in the original story.
She had originally wanted to find out what kind of breakup compensation Lin Yanchen gave his ex-girlfriends.
But since there were no ex-girlfriends, there was nothing to compare against.
Song Tang sighed.
Song Tang: 【Got it, thanks.】
Cen Zhi: 【You’re acting strange today.】
Cen Zhi: 【Did something happen? Do you need money? I can lend you some.】
Song Tang looked at the message and felt a faint warmth.
This was what a real friend looked like.
If the original owner could see this, she should really reflect on herself.
After thinking, Song Tang replied.
Song Tang: 【Nothing happened. Don’t worry. If I need help, I’ll ask you.】
But unless absolutely necessary, she did not want to trouble Cen Zhi.
The Cen family used to be wealthy, but had since declined and were now even worse off than the Song family.
Song Tang: 【Are you free to have a meal together sometime? My treat.】
After a brief silence, Cen Zhi replied.
Cen Zhi: 【Are you really Song Tang?】
Song Tang smiled.
Song Tang: 【Yes. 100 percent genuine.】
Cen Zhi: 【Alright. I’m free this weekend.】
Song Tang: 【Okay, let’s arrange it then.】
She put down her phone and took a sip of water.
Sunlight streamed beautifully through the window.
Leaning back in her chair, she thought about the breakup money.
It seemed she could only ask Lin Yanchen himself.
In the billiard room, soft lighting fell over the dark green table.
Lin Yanchen bent down and took a shot.
The white ball struck the red ball cleanly, and with a crisp sound, the red ball dropped into the pocket.
“Nice shot.”
Pei Qian, standing nearby, praised him generously.
Gu Zhao stood on the other side, studying his next move.
At that moment, Lin Yanchen’s phone rang by the table.
He straightened up, walked over, and picked it up casually.
A WeChat notification.
He opened it.
Song Tang: 【Break up?】
It was an unexpected message. Lin Yanchen was slightly surprised.
Just a few days ago, she had been relentlessly clinging to him, and now she was the one initiating a breakup.
What was she trying to do?
Pei Qian noticed his distraction. “What’s wrong? Who texted you?”
Lin Yanchen looked up at him.
“If Song Tang wants to break up with me, can I agree?”
Pei Qian froze for a second, then exchanged a look with Gu Zhao.
Both of them shook their heads at the same time.
“No way.”
Gu Zhao walked over and added innocently, “The original bet was that you must date Song Tang for one month. Even if she wants to break up early, you still have to keep her.”
Lin Yanchen was speechless.
He took a deep breath and swallowed the words “what kind of stupid bet is this.”
A month ago, he had lost a bet with Pei Qian and Gu Zhao.
The punishment was that he had to accept Song Tang’s confession and date her for one month, without breaking up early.
At the time, he had strongly resisted.
Even when he offered to buy them both a new sports car, they refused and insisted on the condition.
Later, he thought it did not matter. It was only one month.
But he did not expect Song Tang to be so extreme, which made him uncomfortable.
Now, this month felt unbearably long.
He just wanted to break up as soon as possible.
And now that she finally initiated a breakup, he was not allowed to agree?
“Fine.” Lin Yanchen lowered his eyes, his tone calm.
He always kept his word.
Pei Qian’s eyes lit up instantly. He leaned over trying to peek at the phone.
“What’s going on? Why does Song Tang want to break up?”
Lin Yanchen turned slightly to block him.
“Go play your game.” He walked to the window with his phone.
“I’ll try to talk her out of it.”
Behind him, Pei Qian and Gu Zhao laughed.
Gu Zhao even dropped his cue stick and came over.
“What’s going on? Doesn’t Song Tang like you so much? Why would she want to break up? Is this reverse psychology?”
Lin Yanchen ignored them and typed.
Lin Yanchen: 【No.】
After sending it, he put the phone away and walked back to the table.
Pei Qian and Gu Zhao were still watching him curiously.
Lin Yanchen picked up his cue stick.
“What are you looking at? Keep playing.”
Song Tang stared at the two words on her screen.
“No break up.” She was completely speechless.
Lin Yanchen actually refused to break up.
She checked it three times to confirm she was not hallucinating, then threw her phone onto the sofa.
What was wrong with him?
She leaned back, staring at the ceiling.
He clearly did not like her. He could not even be bothered to talk to her in person.
So why refuse an early breakup?