"You're quite surprising too."
Qi Yuan glanced at the Tight-fitting Suit Woman.
The Tight-fitting Suit Woman froze slightly, a complicated look flashing through her beautiful eyes.
"You aren't pretending to be sick, are you?"
Surprise filled her eyes.
She had seen Qi Yuan's diagnosis report and had even spoken with that female doctor.
There was nothing wrong with Qi Yuan's diagnosis.
"How did you know I was pretending to be sick?
Having a Mental Illness Certificate makes things easier."
Qi Yuan spoke seriously.
He had always kept that Mental Illness Certificate on him.
Right now, he was playing the role of a mentally ill person.
"Really?" The Tight-fitting Suit Woman looked curious, though it was impossible to tell what she was thinking.
"The real deal. Look at me—do I seem like someone with mental illness?" Qi Yuan said as if it were only natural.
Before long, the set meal they had ordered arrived.
Qi Yuan and the woman began sharing it.
They chatted as they ate.
"Where's Cui Fan? Where is he? I need to see him urgently," Qi Yuan asked while chewing on a chicken leg.
Naturally, he wanted to find Cui Fan to borrow usury loans. Maybe he could borrow a few million.
The Tight-fitting Suit Woman gave a charming smile. "He got arrested. He's in prison."
"Huh?" Qi Yuan paused. "What happened?"
His luck was far too bad!
Just the day before yesterday, he had been chatting with Cui Fan and preparing to borrow some usury money to spend. How had Cui Fan ended up in prison already?
"He was arrested on suspicion of illegally operating usury loans, violently collecting debts, and so on.
By the way, Tian Yue City has been cracking down hard these past few days. Most of the usurers have been arrested," the