After hearing Zhu Xiaowen's analysis, Ye Xiu wanted to argue. But on second thought, he realized he really was unemployed. Even if her analysis was wrong, that fact remained. What the hell is there to refute?
"You see? I guessed right, didn't I?" Noticing the look on Ye Xiu's face, Zhu Xiaowen said smugly, "How about this? From now on, you hang out with me and Yun Lan. We'll give you 20,000 a month in spending money and arrange a place for you to stay. What do you think?"
"Twenty thousand is too little. Make it thirty thousand," Yun Lan said. "As long as you agree, we'll treat you to the finest delicacies and let you live the high-society life you've never even dared to dream of."
Ye Xiu glanced from Yun Lan to Zhu Xiaowen.
Oh! These two girls want to keep me!
He asked, "That 30,000 a month you mentioned, does that include payment for sleeping with you?"
