Tang Li walked straight up to Wu Xuehan and placed all the cash in her hands: "Since it's compensation from a roommate, you should accept it. As for the rest, consider it a subsidy for your emotional distress."
Wu Xuehan's eyes reddened like those of a small rabbit, and she asked softly, "Then, can I use this money to buy a better cellphone?"
"It's now your money, how you spend it is your right."
Yu Sui was so enraged she could have died.
How could someone be so shamelessly thick-skinned!
Jiang Yiniing couldn't stand it anymore: "Tang Li, don't push it too far."
Compared to the fashionably extravagant Yu Sui, the equally well-off Jiang Yiniing was much more low-key, dressed in a light blue shirt dress, with a waist so slim it seemed it couldn't bear a grip, and her long black hair draped softly over her shoulders. Even when warning someone, her voice was still melodious and pleasing.
