"Oh no, my waist seems to have been twisted too, I can’t get up..." Old Mrs. Qian cried earnestly, and the onlookers began to point and talk. "Oh dear, this poor old lady, at her age, facing this kind of situation." "That’s why I say young people these days are so careless, they don’t watch where they’re going." ", they should hurry up and take her to the hospital." Listening to the people’s discussions around her, and looking at the old lady’s overly dramatic acting. Su Xiaoxiao was speechless, truly people these days are too honest, can’t they see such an obvious scam? Song Weidong frowned at the old Mrs. Qian on the ground and spoke coldly, "What do you want?" The old lady’s fuss was giving him a headache, he only wanted to quickly settle things and leave. Upon hearing this, old Mrs. Qian immediately looked over, "You hurt me , it won’t take anything less than ten bucks to go to the hospital. Just give me the money and I’ll go see a doctor myself, so you won’t be delayed." Su Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, the scam was so blatant, just said she couldn’t get up and now she wants money to see a doctor herself, this is an obvious loophole, surely anyone with eyes can see it. Just as this thought passed, she saw Song Weidong getting ready to take out money to settle the matter. Quickly she stopped Song Weidong’s hand, "Don’t be hasty." Speaking, Su Xiaoxiao looked at old Mrs. Qian, smiled pleasantly, and said, "Auntie, you seem so hurt, you can’t go to the hospital alone, how about we send you there, and get a proper check-up." Old Mrs. Qian’s expression froze, usually, her scam targeted well-off folks like Song Weidong who looked financially stable. These people mostly would’ve preferred to pay to avoid trouble. Hearing Su Xiaoxiao say this, her expression froze slightly before she said, "No need, you guys look busy enough, just give me the money..." As soon as the words fell, she noticed a brand-new banknote lying on the ground nearby, a hint of joy appeared on her face. She really had good luck today, not only encountering a wealthy easy mark but also found some money. Old Mrs. Qian discreetly shifted over, trying her best to reach the money. Just as she was about to get it, a delicate foot suddenly stepped on the banknote. Looking up, it was the young girl next to the young man. Old Mrs. Qian stared intently at the money, afraid someone else would pick it up. She thought when this dead girl moved her foot, she’d pretend to stumble and snag the cash. Yet, as if deliberately opposing her, the girl’s foot stayed firmly in place after setting down. She was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. Seeing her , Su Xiaoxiao secretly curled her lips and said, "Song, come help support Auntie, her face doesn’t look good, might be close to not making it, we better hurry to the hospital." Not making it? You’re the one who’s not making it, your whole family isn’t making it. Hearing this, old Mrs. Qian couldn’t help but silently curse, but afraid of exposure, she continued to moan pathetically, pretending to be badly injured. Su Xiaoxiao slyly winked at Song Weidong, he hesitated for a moment, then walked over and supported old Mrs. Qian on one side. She quickly moved to help as well, supporting the other side of old Mrs. Qian, forcefully, the two of them lifted the old lady up. Looking at the money lying lonely on the ground, old Mrs. Qian was agonized beyond measure. If they took her to the hospital and found out she was faking, she wouldn’t get a penny, better to grab the money and bolt. Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth, pushed away the two supporting her, took three steps in two strides, and lunged for the money on the ground. The swiftness of her reach was nothing like an injured person. Only at this moment did the onlookers realize, the old lady was just pretending earlier, scheming to extort. Old Mrs. Qian didn’t care about anything else, grasped the money tightly, found a gap, and squeezed out of the crowd. With the banknote in her hand, there was no need for her to act anymore. She turned around and ran into the alley nearby, vanishing from sight. Song Weidong looked at Su Xiaoxiao, puzzled, "If you were going to give her money, why not just hand it over directly?" Su Xiaoxiao gave a mysterious smile, "Am I crazy to just give her money?" Upon hearing this, Song Weidong frowned, he clearly saw Su Xiaoxiao stealthily threw the money on the ground. "Don’t worry, that money is fake, I’m not stupid enough to throw a banknote down for her to pick up knowing it’s a scam." Alright then, maybe he’s the fool, he only wanted to quickly resolve such matters, after all, ten bucks weren’t a big deal to him. Meanwhile, old Mrs. Qian, clutching the money and anxiously fleeing, managed to slip into an alley while panting heavily. She unfolded the money in her hand, looking at it over and over with greedy eyes. Reaching out to pocket it, she suddenly realized something was off and furrowed her brows. Strangely, why did the money feel a bit off? Newest update provıded by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁 But upon closely examining, she couldn’t see where the problem was. A crack of thunder suddenly resounded in the sky, and before she could react, fat raindrops started to pour down. She hurried to shield the money, but it was one step too late, a raindrop fell right in the middle of the banknote. Old Mrs. Qian’s eyes widened in shock, the money was fading. On the other side, Su Xiaoxiao, remembering she had an appointment with Li Zhenhua, the factory director of the detergent factory, was about to say goodbye to Song Weidong when suddenly a torrential downpour began. Song Weidong took off his outer shirt and held it over his head, "Come on, let’s find some shelter from the rain ahead." The rain was too heavy for Su Xiaoxiao to hesitate, she quickly ducked under. The two of them hurriedly sprinted into a nearby building. Seeing Song Weidong familiarly leading her to unlock a room door on the second floor, Su Xiaoxiao was somewhat surprised, "Is this...?" Song Weidong threw his wet shirt into a basin, wearing only a white tank top, and tersely explained, "My home." While speaking, his gaze unintentionally landed on Su Xiaoxiao, he quickly turned his blushing face away, "Go change your clothes first, you’re soaked and might catch a cold." Only then did Su Xiaoxiao notice her clothes were drenched, summer clothes were thin, and when wet, they stuck to her body, clearly revealing the white undergarments beneath. Her face reddened, "Okay, thanks." Song Weidong pointed to a side room, "You can change there, I’ll find you some clothes." As he spoke, he hurriedly slipped into the opposite room as if escaping. Su Xiaoxiao quickly scurried into the designated room too, thankful she hadn’t encountered many people on the way or she would’ve been exposed in her state. Taking a deep breath, she instinctively surveyed the room’s layout, froze momentarily seeing the wall plastered with certificates.