It seemed that Wuhui noticed the displeasure on Ye Chenxi's face and pursed her lips, handing him the money.
Ye Chenxi's dark eyes flickered, his expression somber. As he sat casually, his entire being exuded a noble aura.
He didn't take the money and told her, "You keep it!"
Wuhui refused, forcibly stuffing the money into his hand, "In your eyes, you must think I'm a very heartless woman, right?"
Ye Chenxi remained silent, but he felt that this girl was unusually friendly, completely lacking resistance towards strangers.
When he didn't speak, Wuhui continued, "Let me tell you, I've lived in their house for eleven years. In those eleven years, everything I ate, I made myself."
"The whole family treated me like a dog, ordering me around. They wouldn't even let me eat at the same table, and if they found me displeasing, each would take a wooden stick to beat me."
