"Why? This is a heartfelt gift from my young lady." You'd better appreciate it!
Of course, the latter half of the sentence is what Ping'er whispered to herself. She'd run this errand with great effort, and if she couldn't accomplish her task, she was afraid her lady would scold her.
"I know this is a token of Luo'er's sincerity, but..."
Ma Pingfeng couldn't find the words to explain himself. From his expression, it was clear he didn't want to take the money; otherwise, he wouldn't look so troubled.
She thought Ma Pingfeng might be impoverished but still had his pride, unwilling to accept her lady's money repeatedly.
"Miss Ping'er, I appreciate Luo'er's kind intentions, but I truly cannot accept this money. Luo'er has already helped me a lot, and I feel deeply indebted."
When Ma Pingfeng spoke, his voice was gentle and soft, yet it still retained the integrity a man should have, which was quite pleasant to hear.
