"Pfft..." Lin Jiayou suddenly sprayed the mouthful of tea he was drinking, then quickly lowered his head to wipe his mouth, pretending that it hadn't been him just now.
"What do you want with me?" Luo Qianqian quickly stepped back.
Jimo Cheng shook his head, "I don't usually know what to give you, so just buy whatever you want for yourself, consider it from me."
Luo Qianqian opened her wallet, "But I have my own money."
Jimo Cheng paused for a moment, looking at Luo Qianqian's small wallet, he asked, "Which card has the least amount of money in it?"
Luo Qianqian was taken aback, pointed towards the bank card she normally used, which held her monthly living expenses, funded by the Luo Family and An Zilan. Another card was for pocket money from Luo Shufan, and one was for bonuses from Li Xiancheng: "You better not say you want to exchange with me, all mine added up doesn't even amount to as much as yours..."
