Song Yiren was first surprised upon seeing this, and then seemed to think of something, the corners of her lips lifting in a cold smile, "Don't try to look rich by puffing up your face, when they tell you there's insufficient balance on your card later, I want to see if you still have the face to stay here."
Yun Ya turned a deaf ear, calm as if she hadn't heard, which only made Song Yiren appear like a clown jumping up and down.
Kang Jinxian tugged at her sleeve, "Yiren, stop talking."
