An Yue took her phone and transferred the money to Wu Qian through WeChat.
"I don't have money on WeChat, so I'll give you cash," Zeng Yuqian said.
"That's fine too," Wu Qian said,"it's 17.20 yuan. I don't have change, so I'll give you 17.50 yuan."
"Forget it, I'll give it to her." As an Yue spoke, she transferred another 17.20 yuan to Wu Qian.
When Wu Qian saw that the money had been transferred, she pouted and didn't say anything. She went to the balcony to wash the fruits.
"Anyue, I'll give you the money later," Zeng Yuqian said to an Yue.
"No rush." An Yue smiled.
She sat on the chair and let out a breath of air. She felt a little depressed.
In the evening, he received another call from Hua Yu.
"Are you in the dormitory?" He asked.
"Yes."
"Do you want to come out for a walk?"
An Yue's first reaction was to reject him."Forget it."
"You're not hiding from me are you?" There was an obvious change in Hua Yu's tone.
