The woman's face was full of displeasure as she tried to break free from time to time.
"I didn't say I was faking it, but you only gave me three hundred yuan for accompanying so many of you—it's absurdly low."
"Three hundred yuan and you think it's not enough? Look at yourself and see if you're worth more! Besides, letting you accompany us is a favor to you, what's there to complain about? I think your expectations are just too high!"
The man snorted coldly and even tried to pull the woman forcefully into his arms.
Of course, the woman refused and as the two were arguing, a wad of money suddenly smacked the man's face.
Struck with pain, the man instinctively let go and, holding his somewhat sore nose, he began searching around, cursing continuously, "Dammit! Who doesn't have eyes, daring to hit me with something! Do they not want to live anymore?"
