"Are you really out of money?"
Situ Mingyue furrowed her cute little brows.
Just now, when she asked Migrant Lin to pay the rent, this guy eagerly reached into his pocket as if ready to hand over the money.
Then... after searching all over himself, he turned into this listless state, blinking innocent eyes, like a deflated balloon, his worker's face shriveled.
Although God is fair; for every window he closes, he surely opens another. But, in Migrant Lin's case, the "failed to act cool" warning seems to appear in red because he's too bulky to fit through God's newly opened window.
"Ah, poor soul!"
Situ Mingyue shook her head and sighed internally, deeply sympathizing with Lin Hai, because his actions clearly aimed to show off a bit in front of her, perhaps flaunting wealth. Sadly, it backfired.
"By the way, can you stop staring at my chest?"
