"Is this how you earn money? Dressed like this? Did you work as physical labor, or did you go do something else ?" Xu Xinrong's indifferent voice destroyed Jiang Bei's expectations.
Jiang Bei's paused.
He wanted to unzip the cloth bag, eager to prove himself. He knew that Xu Xinrong would deeply misunderstand him.
The only thing he could use to prove himself was the money.
But before he could open the bag, Xu Xinrong had already put Wanwan aside. She slowly stood up and looked at Jiang Bei with a cold gaze.
It made him freeze.
"Jiang Bei, I don't care what you did today. I don't care whether you lied to me or not. Even if you really made money, I don't care anymore." Xu Xinrong slowly shook her head.
"Xinrong..." Jiang Bei stared blankly at the woman in front of him who was expressionless. His heart felt a sharp pain.
