Quick Wear: The Creation of Equality for Every Psychopath

Chapter 128: Worrying about Funding (6)

Aunt Yan looked at Song Keke, who was smiling with satisfaction, and An Quan, who was still frowning and obviously very anxious about the loss of something at home, but when he saw Song Keke coming, he still kept his patience and even put away his expression, and then he quietly retreated.

"You donated money to the welfare home?" An Quan was very surprised, and then couldn't help but feel distressed. "Keke, you are a poor student yourself, and you actually donated so much money to the welfare home. Is it enough? Do you want me to transfer some money to you right away?"

"It's not my donation." Song Keke was delighted to see An Quan caring about her so much. She pointed to the ticket stub and said, "Look, this is your donation. I donated it for you."

Twenty thousand yuan was nothing to An Quan. He breathed a sigh of relief, but soon came to his senses and said with some gratitude, "Keke, you did a good deed and even used my name. You don't have to go to such lengths to repay a favor."

They have settled down and supported so many people over the years. Who can care about them like Song Keke does? This is the meaning of doing good deeds.

"No." Song Keke blushed as An Quan said this. She lowered her head and spoke in a clear voice with a hint of humility, "Although I really want to do this, I don't have that much money."

Then he stared at An Quan with sparkling eyes, "I sold the things you didn't need and donated the money I collected."

"Something I don't need?" How come An Quan didn't know?

Seeing An Quan's bewildered look, Song Keke chuckled and said innocently, "Those cars of yours. They sold for a lot of money as scrap metal."

"What?" An Quan's face darkened and he turned and walked towards the garage. When he got there, the garage door was wide open and there was no car inside.

An Quan almost fainted at this moment, and Song Keke followed him out. "Look, the car has been sold, and there's a lot of space left. We can plant flowers here in the future, it will definitely look beautiful."

"Oh, and those watches, pins, and some suits in your room. I saw you didn't wear them, so I sold them all for you!"

Su Nuan sold all the clothes she hadn't worn, and of course she also wanted to help An Quan relieve his worries.

"Brother!" Su Nuan, who followed over, saw An Quan's pale face and shaky body, and hurried to support him.

"Brother An, don't be so happy." Song Keke didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

He continued, as if counting his treasures, "More than that, these things are not worth 20,000."

An Quan covered his heart with his hands. Damn, these things are not worth 20,000.

How on earth could she say such a thing?

Does she know the value of these things?

How stupid, even ignorant, and shameless does a person have to be to have the nerve to say such things?

Doesn’t she know that you shouldn’t touch other people’s things?

Mada, what sin did their An family commit to deserve such a disaster?

Song Keke smiled widely, not realizing how explosive her next words would be. She said, "So, I sold all those fancy vases on the shelves in the hall, that piece of stone that looked like unattractive glass, and the ugly flowerpots, to raise the 20,000 yuan."

An Quan rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Brother, brother, hold on!" Su Nuan seemed extremely worried and couldn't hold An Quan anymore. She thought he would fall directly to the ground, but she didn't expect that he would bend over halfway down and stood up again.

Opened his eyes.

Su Nuan silently gave him a thumbs up.

The boy has a good waist.

It is also enough to see how angry An Quan is.

He actually managed to hold on thanks to this spirit.

He was just shaking violently, as if he was trying hard to control his temper.

But Song Keke thought he was very happy, "Brother An, these things I did are insignificant things. They are also to help you share the burden of Uncle An and Aunt An, and to repay your kindness."

It’s okay not to say it.

Repay a favor?

God’s fucking gratitude.

This is revenge.

A psychopath.

An Quan thought of his limited edition cars, some of which he had to sell with the help of many people, and then he thought of the decorations in the house that his parents loved. Not only were they priceless, but they were also unique pieces, and they were things that they loved so much that they couldn't let go.

Sold for 20,000 yuan?

Hahaha.

Snapped--

An Quan could no longer control his anger. Looking at the cheerful Song Keke, he slapped her hard in the face, causing her to fall to the ground dizzy.

Blood started flowing from the corners of his mouth and it became swollen soon.

"Brother An?" Song Keke was completely stunned. She looked up with a sense of grievance, and just in time she saw An Quan's cold, sharp and red eyes. He stared at her with gritted teeth, and his muscles were so tense that you could see them through his suit, as if he could turn into a beast and tear her apart in the next moment.

"Keke." Su Nuan saw this scene and shouted, just like in her previous life when she couldn't control her temper and hit the wronged Song Keke. She walked in front of Song Keke and protected her, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"An Yi, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what she said?" An Quan wanted to kick her to death.

The same words, but this time they were completely different from the previous life.

Su Nuan frowned and directly brought up An Quan's words from her previous life, "I heard it, but so what? She's already sold the things for several days, and there's no way to get them back. If they're gone, they're gone. I can't let her pay for them with her life, can I?"

"That thing is dead, but people are alive. Brother, can't you be more generous? Keke also means well."

An Quan was so angry at Su Nuan that his heart ached. Is this even human language?

Human life?

How much is Song Keke's life worth? What they lost is enough to buy hundreds of Song Keke's lives.

Her worthless life was not even as good as the most ordinary car in his garage.

Generous!

What a joke, why should he be so generous as to give his beloved and priceless things to a person who eats, drinks and lives with them?

Fuck!

The more I thought about Anquan, the angrier I got.

He wished he could cut Song Keke into pieces.

And his parents, he didn't dare to think about what would happen if his parents knew!

Song Keke also reacted at this time, and subconsciously hid behind Su Nuan, not daring to look at An Quan at all.

In the past, she thought An Quan was just a very good person, but it turned out that he was not. She just sold him some unwanted things and donated the money to welfare organizations. She didn't take any of it because she was kind-hearted.

I didn't expect that he was not willing at all.

Haha, she was wrong. Su Nuan was the best person in the An family.

She lowered her head, her face hurting, but she still wanted to say, "Brother An, if you don't want to donate this money to a welfare organization, it's okay. I will work hard and study, and I will collect the 20,000 yuan and return it to you."

An Quan covered his heart, rolled his eyes again, and almost fainted.

Is this what he said?

Twenty thousand dollars is nothing.