Fu Shinuan's eyes turned red as Cheng Shaoqing spoke, she feigned grievance and shook her head continuously.
Yet Cheng Shaoqing remained unmoved. He pulled out his wallet, took out a card, and handed it to Fu Shinuan, "Take this card and buy yourself a dress. I'll pick you up Friday evening, and let me remind you one more time not to provoke Ye Zhenzhen."
With her eyes still red, Fu Shinuan had entirely forgotten about any Ye Zhenzhen. She quietly focused on the card in Cheng Shaoqing's hand, a sly gleam passing in her eyes, yet her voice remained pitiful, "Shaoqing, this card... I can't take it..."
She really wanted it, but she had to put on an act.
Cheng Shaoqing frowned, "This card isn't entirely for you, it's just for buying the dress. You're to return it to me on Friday evening."
It was merely to find a companion who wouldn't get talked about and whom he wouldn't have to be responsible for – he certainly wouldn't just hand over a black card to her. He wasn't that foolish!
