Zhao Guihua felt that if they kept arguing, she would soon be discovered.
"If you didn't pocket the money, how could the amounts be different? Don't talk about saving money - isn't that just a joke? Everyone knows you're always sucking up to that widow!" If it had been ten or twenty yuan, Yang Lixin might have been upset but probably wouldn't have said anything.
After all, making a big scene wouldn't be good, but this guy had probably pocketed enough money for a whole bicycle, and Yang Lixin really couldn't let that slide.
He had good emotional intelligence, but in these times, money was a big deal.
Bai Fendou: "You bastard, I knew you were a sneaky little man, and now it's proven. I shouldn't have helped you at all. Now I see clearly that you're really not worth..."
