I felt guilty at the moment, and didn't dare to take more.
I grabbed a few pieces of jewelry and stuffed them into my pocket, then quickly locked the safe.
After all, a bank only needs a casual inquiry to know that I'm an imposter, and could throw me in jail for theft.
I didn't want to take that risk.
After locking the safe and turning around, I saw someone behind me also accessing a safe deposit box.
I sighed with relief, but I didn't have the courage to open it again.
Anyway, these pieces of jewelry are enough to exchange for cash.
As soon as I walked out of the bank, Wenya chased after me, both of us sprinting like thieves.
Only when we were far from the bank did we dare to talk.
"How did it go? Did you get the jewelry?"
"Don't talk. Let's go!"
I quickly hailed a taxi and we both got in.
Wenya covered her mouth with her hand, doubling over with laughter,
"You're so funny, your own money is making you as nervous as a robbery."
