Mian'ao tilted his head: "I want you to pay me back."
Then he counted on his fingers the money Mian Yi had spent on clothes for the banquet, meals, accommodation, and money for her parents, which added up to several thousand.
Mian Yi was so angry that she vomited blood: "This is all my own money, do you have any sense?"
Mian'ao firmly believed: "It's the Mian family's money. All the Mian family's money is mine."
Mian Yi gritted her teeth and reiterated: "This is the money I earned myself. It has nothing to do with the Mian family."
Mian'ao looked at her with disdain: "You are so stupid, so bad, and so lazy, how can you make money? These are all taken from the Mian family, not mine."
"Pay it back quickly, or I'll beat you up."
The man in cotton jacket raised his fist again, looking fierce and aggressive, and he had already decided where to punch.
Mian Yi was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
The lonely ghost is cruel and vicious, she can't beat him
Make sense?
Stop talking nonsense. If this person is reasonable, he wouldn't come here in the middle of the night to collect debts.
Damn it, she didn't owe any debt at all.
In order to save her life and reputation, she had to take on the debt.
It's so infuriating.
He looked at Meng Shihui pitifully: "Brother Shihui, can you lend me some money?"
This sentence made Mian Yi feel so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die.
She has always been proud. Even though she was full of calculations, she always praised herself highly and had never devalued herself like this.
Meng Shihui was easy to talk to: "There's no need to be so polite between us."
He took out his wallet very generously and took out money, which made the cotton-padded jacket's eyes sparkle.
Before Meng Shihui could even hand over the money, she grabbed it, put it into her pocket, and then put it into the small gourd, safe and sound.
Meng Shihui froze and forced an ugly smile.
Mian Yi suppressed her anger and said, "Can we go now? I don't owe you anything, right?"
Cotton-padded jacket pretended to be stupid and said perfunctorily, "It's owed or not, it depends on her mood."
"You guys continue to chew on it," he waved his little hand and jumped out of the window.
Mian Yi and Meng Shihui hurried to look, but in the blink of an eye the cotton jacket disappeared.
Both of them were horrified. They looked at each other and saw where the other had been hit. Suddenly...
All the romantic thoughts are gone.
I got the little money, which filled the emptiness of not being able to eat delicious food, and I was finally able to fall asleep.
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