"I don't know them."
Liang Yu shook her head like a rattle-drum, wishing to keep her distance from those two people.
When Pei Zhiyao asked her a question, it proved that he had taken the bait.
Indeed, Pei Zhiyao smiled, the curvature of his lips especially noticeable.
"Really? I thought the generous way you acted was because you knew those two."
Liang Yu also smiled, her demeanor graceful and magnanimous.
It was drastically different from her image a few days prior.
"Of course not, I was just passing by."
"Is that so? So you could just whip out a bank card and casually give away three hundred thousand?"
Pei Zhiyao admitted he was rich, but he wouldn't be so kind-hearted.
He might donate to charity organizations, but he wouldn't directly solve such problems encountered on the street.
Three hundred thousand was not a small sum for ordinary people.
For Liang Yu, though, it was something she could squander at will.
