"Do I have money on my face?" Jiang Muwan approached, her casual words also drifted into Song Sizhi's ears.
The latter straightened up slowly against the wall, looking at Jiang Muwan with seriousness tinged with a touch of nonchalance, "You're better looking than money."
"Not good at anything except you have decent eyes."
"Money doesn't walk over to me, but you do!"
Before Jiang Muwan could finish her sentence, Song Sizhipiped up with the latter half, interrupting the previous flattery. However it sounded, it seemed to have a mocking and insulting undertone.
Anyway, it wasn't anything nice.
"Not only can I walk over to you, but I can also walk over to someone else."
"That's not okay," Song Sizhi said seriously, Jiang Muwan was her golden thigh, her financial support. If she were to run off to someone else, wouldn't that be the death of her?
"How is it not okay? Besides that mouth of yours that always owes something, what else is worth my money ?"
Song Sizhi: .....
