"How could I be wrong about what I saw with my own eyes? Even if she turned to ashes, I would recognize her." In front of Zhou Lanfang, Zhou Siyu stopped pretending and poured fuel on the fire, "Auntie, Lu Siyuan is also at Sanzhong, and the two of them must have planned to use those thousand and more to study there together. You have no idea, they're living it up, having the time of their lives. You might think Uncle Jianhua's salary has increased, but it will take him four or five years to earn two thousand yuan, and with daily expenses, he can't save any money at all."
Zhou Siyu hadn't forgotten the way Zhuo Feng and Gu Jianbin looked at Shen Mianmian; she's just a little vixen. Once the money runs out, finding a rich man in the city to marry won't be hard, with so many lustful men around.
