Just like paying off the woman in front of him with money, to avoid any further entanglement.
At this moment, no emotion could be discerned on Bei Yiyi's face as she calmly accepted the check and business card, even folding the check neatly, "Fine, if you don't want to marry me, then I won't force it. Don't worry, I'll take the morning-after pill even if you don't tell me to."
Wu Yao saw her accept the check, and his gaze turned even colder.
A mocking smile curled up at the corners of his mouth. This woman, seemingly pure and simple, had acted before—pretending as if her chastity being taken by him had destroyed her entire life. In reality, she was no different from those greedy women who only open their eyes for money, perhaps even more hypocritical!
Now that she had the check in hand, where was the slightest hint of sadness on her face?
Wu Yao was too lazy to give her another glance, he turned and went straight into the bathroom to tidy himself up.
