Le Tong wasn't that pretentious; if someone put money in her wallet, she wouldn't refuse it.
However, the person who received the money seemed to be in a much better mood than she, the one giving it.
In contrast, she felt increasingly gloomy.
Originally, she didn't want to hurt his pride, so she gave him the money for the flowers.
Now it was ruined. This man seemed to have found a clever way; in the future, he might constantly exploit her in the form of giving money. Thinking of this possibility, Le Tong could only sigh at the scenery quickly passing by the car window.
"Yang Sheng said you have a lot of admirers, is that true?"
The usually silent man suddenly asked from behind her.
Le Tong was in a bad mood and didn't even bother to turn her head, replying irritably.
"How would I know? Since he said it, go ask him!"
