Qin Du handed over a hundred yuan bill, and Yun Ya said indifferently, "Forget about the remaining four yuan, just consider it a tip from this young lady. Be more cautious when trying to swindle others next time, not everyone is as easygoing as I am."
As she finished speaking, she closed the car door, completely shutting out the driver's ashen face.
Qin Du shook his head and chuckled, gazing at her with adoration, "Why bother arguing with a driver, huh?"
Yun Ya looked at him earnestly, "Brother Ah Du, what you did just now wasn't right. You knew he was wrong, yet you didn't speak up to correct him. That's enabling the oppressor."
Qin Du found her serious expression particularly adorable and couldn't help but nod, "Yeah, you're right. But I don't have your sharp mind. Even if it happens again, I'll be at a loss for words."
"Brother Ah Du, you're too soft. That won't do, you'll suffer losses," Yun Ya said, furrowing her brows with a look of concern etched on her face.
