The cashier quickly swiped the shopping card, and then handed it back to Chen Ziqian.
"Sir, there is still over twelve hundred yuan on the card, please keep it safe!"
Generally, cashiers wouldn't be so kind to report the remaining balance on the card—it was only because Chen Ziqian was so handsome that she wanted to speak with him a bit more.
Suxin couldn't help but lament the unfairness of fate, so biased!
"You keep this card!" Chen Ziqian said, handing the card to Suxin.
"Huh?" Suxin was puzzled.
"Anyway, this card is useless with me. Didn't we agree to share? I'll be using whatever you buy anyway." Chen Ziqian stuffed the card into Suxin's hand and then turned to leave.
"That makes sense, you are the director, you wouldn't have the nerve to just freeload off me!" Thinking this, Suxin comfortably tucked the card into her wallet.
