But she felt that the handwriting didn't seem like that of Tyrant Meng, as it appeared slightly immature and gentle. Just like people often say, "The style is the man"; that man's handwriting should be firm and powerful, right?
With a snap, Chiang Xiao quickly covered the bag and turned around to stuff it back into Zhao Xin's arms.
"Take these things back, I can't accept them!"
What's the deal with Tyrant Meng?
Why is he sending her gifts? And not just gifts, but money too!
A hundred bucks!
Could it be payment for the last time she helped with a rescue?
Even if it is, she can't accept it! Accepting money for helping the Supervisor Guard with a rescue? What would that make her?
"Just take it, it's a task our captain assigned to me! If I bring these things back, Captain Meng will definitely skin me alive!" Zhao Xin was anxious, stuffing the bag back to her again, "And this bag, the captain said to give it to you."
