"Not looking up to you is one thing, giving compensation is another."
Old Madam Bo smiled slowly, her tone light but meaningful, "Bo Family's money isn't taken in vain. If you take this money, you must not meet Jingxing again, otherwise..."
Qin Yiren's smile didn't change as she deliberately ignored the indignant girl, calmly saying, "I understand your intention, so I won't take this check."
"Girl, don't rush to refuse."
The Old Madam finally looked at her properly, nodding her chin to indicate, "Take a good look at the number on it, so you won't regret it in the future."
Since the check was placed before her, Qin Yiren hadn't the interest to check it at all.
Seeing the Old Madam speak this way, she respected the elder's intention and glanced down at the long string of numbers – eight digits in total.
For a daughter from a middle-class family,
this figure was already rather generous, enough to make one seriously weigh it up.
