She really has a knack for recognizing features...
Ke Bing walked up to her, raised an eyebrow, and said, "You're awake, Miss."
"I've been awake for half an hour now, and I've been waiting for you two here."
"Have you eaten?"
"I have no appetite, let's talk about it later."
"Okay." Ke Bing said as she walked to her side, making Zhao Xuerou mistakenly think that she wanted to check how her complexion was and whether it had returned to normal. She was immediately touched and leaned over to give her a hug.
"Get out of my way." Unexpectedly, Ke Bing disdainfully pushed her aside, walked straight past her, and went to look at the rose behind her.
Zhao Xuerou stood there stunned, embarrassed for a long while. She narrowed her eyes, revealing a gritted-teeth expression, wishing she could grab a knife and stab this woman who had ignored her. Was she really less important than an ordinary flower?
She turned to look at Luo Xiaoli as if seeking help.
Unexpectedly, the other person had a cold expression, rummaged in their pocket, and took out something as if to confirm, then handed it to her.
In the dim light, it was clear that it was a card, a bank card.
Zhao Xuerou froze, her mind racing. All sorts of popular and melodramatic plots from Korean and Chinese dramas flooded her head. She shuddered and retreated warily as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Bribe me? You think you can use money to make me give up Jiangcheng? Luo Xiaoli, you're too naive. I'm not the kind of person who's easily swayed by money. Let me tell you clearly, no matter how much money you offer, I won't give up. I never expected you to try to taint my pure love in this way, tui!"
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