Bo Yanchen stared at her, a question forming in his mind. He didn't ask directly but switched the topic to the bet they had made that morning.
"Do you still remember the bet you made with me this morning?"
Tang Nuanning asked, "If you can't get out, all your money goes to me?"
"Yes. And if I get out, then you'll be penniless."
She'll be penniless?
That sounded truly heartbreaking.
Tang Nuanning, with a tense little face, didn't respond…
Bo Yanchen looked at her,
"If you want money, you shouldn't hope that I can get out. What do you really want, the money or for me to get out?"
"Of course, I want the money, but... I also hope you can get out."
Bo Yanchen's expression was dark and unreadable,
"You can't have your cake and eat it too. You can only choose one. I'll give you a chance, choose."
Tang Nuanning didn't want to choose,
"Only kids make choices, adults want it all!"
Bo Yanchen didn't reply, quietly watching her, waiting for her to make a choice.
