"And don't think you can just hire someone for me! We're best friends, but I can't keep taking advantage of you like this! What would that make me? If you keep this up, I'm seriously going to be mad!"
Bai Shasha knew Li Si had money now, but she didn't want their friendship to be tainted by financial issues.
"What would it make you? You just think too much! Didn't we say before that I'd make money to buy you things? Why is it suddenly not okay now?"
Li Si, influenced by the memories of her past life, constantly looked for opportunities to repay Bai Shasha's kindness.
Bai Shasha looked at Li Si, half annoyed, half amused: "Si, you're still the same. Even after you got rich, you didn't change. But this is about me—what if it were someone else? Didn't you ever hear the saying, 'Grateful for a cup of rice, resentful over a bushel'?
