Chen Fan dispatched the rice quickly, and as he burped, he took advantage of the situation to sit beside Wu Ruoyu on the couch. He smiled, "Did you miss me, after not seeing me for two days?"
"Damn you!" Wu Ruoyu hit him hard on his head, then said bashfully, "Your…your car is fixed, but…but…"
"But what?" Chen Fan wore a doubtful look on his face.
"This is for you, and the password is…sextuple eight!" Wu Ruoyu's cheeks were flushed with red. She wanted to tell him that, since his car was wrecked, but she could not afford to buy him a new one, that she would try to repay him at least the depreciated value.
But, she could not, as her words were stuck in her throat! She could only give him her banking card.
Chen Fan was slightly stunned for two seconds. Then, he caught her meaning.
His lips curved upward, as he replied, "The car was spoiled because of me, so why are you trying to pay me?"
