Because An Mingzhu insisted, Chu Shanwen no longer competed with her to pay the bill.
"I'm sorry, it was all my fault!" An Mingzhu apologized to everyone once more with great earnestness.
Although ten thousand yuan wasn't a lot, not everyone came from a wealthy family. For some, this sum essentially amounted to an entire semester's living expenses.
Now that An Mingzhu had covered the money for them, they naturally felt a great sense of relief, and their fondness for An Mingzhu increased significantly.
"Sister Mingzhu, this isn't your fault at all! It's all Lin Chuxia's blame!" Chu Yiyi, unable to stand seeing An Mingzhu blame herself so harshly, declared indignantly.
An Mingzhu's eyes flickered as she looked down at her toes, a picture of sorrow and distress. "But... even so, it's still my fault... I failed to manage her properly and didn't realize soon enough that Chuxia valued money so much..."
