Young Lady Pang bit her lip, looking somewhat unwilling.
"Master Mo, I don't have any money now. If I have money in the future, I will definitely make it up to you," Young Lady Pang added with a burning gaze.
When Xie Qiao heard that, she smiled. "I don't lack your money either. Let's put it this way, Young Lady Pang, what kind of person do you think you are?"
Young Lady Pang must have felt that her bad luck in her life must be because of that grave.
That grave took up a portion of it.
However, her personality played a more important role.
Take her eyes as an example.
Eyes were like the sun and moon in the sky. They had to be bright and beautiful. They were black and white, and they shone brightly. The eyes had to be upright. They were neither up, down, nor slanted, and they should look straight. This made a person at peace and her life smooth.
Young Lady Pang also had beautiful eyes.
