"Stop thinking about it," Luo Qianqian said gravely, "If he's after money and has run out, he'll definitely come looking for you again in the next few days."
Jimo Cheng nodded, realizing the logic, but still felt it wasn't that simple. Even with information, the odds of an unplanned encounter with an acquaintance were low, so there was no reason for someone to wait here. A coincidence? And to happen to know He Wenyu's information, "I'll have someone look into it later."
Luo Qianqian turned around, only to be shocked to find He Juncai closely following the trio at a distance.
"Senior Brother," Luo Qianqian frowned, "Is he really out of money for food and starving? Is that why he's clinging to the acquaintance so tightly?"
He Wenyu was startled for a moment, then sighed, resigned, and took out his wallet. He divided the meager cash into two parts and handed the larger amount to He Juncai, "This is all I can give you, don't come looking for me again."
