"Get out!" Yu Lili once again picked up the quilt and covered her head. "Ou Ming, are you such a base thing? You hate me so much. Why are you pretending to be kind? You are so disgusting!"
Ou Ming paused his action of pulling her quilt, and his heard seemed to be stirred up by her language, and he felt faint pain everywhere. But very quickly, he smiled softly and said, "It seems that you are still a little self-aware. Since you have this awareness, I am relieved."
Yu Lili curled up in the quilt, feeling agony in her heart. But she smirked. "So, can you get out now, don't bother me here!"
"Oh." Ou Ming opened her quilt and grabbed her arm, forcing her to sit up, and said, "I am not afraid that you will run. It is not easy to make money these years. Your medical expenses are not a small amount of money. It sums up to seventy or eighty thousand."
