"Alright."
Song Qingyou tore a few strips of cloth from her clothes and bandaged Will's leg.
Zhao Yingnan thanked her and asked, "But is it okay? This is what you want to wear, right?"
Song Qingyou waved her hand. "It's the last day of the show, so it's fine."
Shen Xiyan, who had just come out, sneered, "I didn't see you being so generous when you asked for money! Hypocrite!"
Hearing her voice, Will's wet eyes stared straight at her.
Song Qingyou suddenly turned around.
"What do you want?" Shen Xiyan asked warily.
"In order not to appear hypocritical, I've changed my mind. This dress costs a thousand!" Song Qingyou smiled. "Thank you for your patronage!"
With that, she threw the clothes at Shen Xiyan's face.
Shen Xiyan was so angry that she shook off the clothes and threw them on the ground. "Song Qingyou, don't go too far!"
"Aren't you the one who went overboard?"
