Shi Yang avoided her gaze, paused for a moment, and softly coughed, "There's something in the back seat, you can take it yourself."
Zhao Meimei sat up, reached her arm to the back seat to pick up a paper shopping bag. The bag wasn't very big, she reached in to take something out: "What is it... a wallet?"
Zhao Meimei pressed her hand to turn on the car light, the soft warm yellow light poured down, illuminating the black wallet.
The wallet's style was very simple, pure leather, smooth surface, only embedded with a brand logo at the corners.
Zhao Meimei hadn't studied these kinds of things, not recognizing its worth, purely because it was from her Brother Yangyang, she liked it especially.
Zhao Meimei opened it and flipped through the compartments while asking, "Is this my birthday gift?"
Unexpectedly, the wallet was stuffed with money, with a thousand yuan in crisp bills in the back compartment and brand-new change in the front compartment, arranged in order from most to least.
