"No! Sister, I can't take your money anymore."
Chen Ziyang immediately refused without any consideration, "You practically gave me Haibo Foot Care for free! If I take any more of your money, I'd be living off a woman!"
"What's mine and yours between us, sister?"
Yang Muxue's cheeks reddened, "I'm already yours, do I still care about this little money?"
"It's not about the money."
Chen Ziyang earnestly said, "I can figure out my own ways to make money. If I get too comfortable spending a woman's money, it'll be difficult to ever stand tall again."
Witnessing Chen Ziyang's solemn declaration, Yang Muxue's heart skipped a beat.
Although she genuinely wanted to give Chen Ziyang the money, his refusal somehow made him seem even more manly!
If her body had allowed it, she definitely would have pounced on Chen Ziyang again for a heavenly round before getting back to business.
"Sister, that No.18 Pawnshop owned by Qiao Fei, does it make a lot of money?"
