Feng Sheng did not understand why Luo Yangyang was angry.
Didn't she say she was poor?
If he gave her the card, wouldn't she not be poor?
She should be happy. Why was she suddenly angry?
Leaves were falling from above. Feng Sheng noticed that Luo Yangyang was walking faster and faster. She had no intention of stopping to wait for him.
"Stop!" He immediately shouted coldly.
Luo Yangyang stopped walking almost instinctively.
After stopping, she stared at the street in front of her, which had few pedestrians, as if she was staring at an enemy, her eyes burning with fire.
Although she was poor, she had a backbone.
Feng Sheng dared to insult her with money. She couldn't take it anymore!
"Come back!" Feng Sheng looked at Luo Yangyang, who was ten meters away from him, and ordered again.
"Humph!" Luo Yangyang snorted coldly. Feng Sheng could not hear her no matter how sensitive his ears were.
