Suizi had been waiting for Lun Lamei to finish rambling before she quietly reached into her pocket.
She pulled out a stack of money.
Lun Lamei didn't have a clue as to what she was up to and stood there watching ignorantly.
Suizi took out a cent from the wad of cash and handed it to Lun Lamei.
"Here you go, I can't give you any more."
It did little harm, but the insult was immense.
Lun Lamei was enraged.
"Chen Hansui, are you treating me like a beggar?"
"I would give a dime to a beggar."
In other words, their friendship was worth even less than a beggar.
Lun Lamei was so irate with Suizi that she almost forgot about her agenda, her nostrils flared several times larger. Suizi could visibly see that she was trying to keep her emotions in check.
Quickly analysing the situation in her mind, Suizi thought that for a person like Lun Lamei who was incapable of keeping her cool to restrain herself this much, she must have come prepared, and about to play her trump card.
