"Miss, can you show me your US$ 100?"
"What's wrong?" An Ruo asked in confusion.
"It seems to be fake, let me take a look," the driver said.
"Fake, no way!" An Ruo looked over and over at the US$ 100, unable to see any issue.
The driver was more convinced it was fake money, "Where did you get this money from? It's really fake. It's so obviously fake I could tell at a glance."
Seeing An Ruo still skeptical, he took out a genuine bill and handed it to her.
"Compare them if you don't believe me."
An Ruo quickly took the money he handed her, compared them carefully, and realized her money was indeed different. Fake money often gives a sense of being unreal, imperfect.
So there was no doubt, her money was indeed fake.
An Ruo's expression changed slightly, what should she do now that the money was fake? What would she use to pay the fare?
Should she go to Tang Yuchen and say, could you help me pay the fare?
The question was, why did Xingtian give her fake money!
