"Borrow money from me?"
"Why does she think I would lend her money? Besides, how could a fox have money in its pocket? That's impossible!"
Ansheng looked stunned and dumbfounded, then with a face full of black lines, he mocked the jellyfish maiden's whimsical idea.
"No, I, Ansheng, don't have a penny. I eat Ah Qing's food and live in Ah Qing's place, so I have no cash at all."
Money-wise, it's not entirely true that there's none. Ansheng's account is linked to the card Lin Ying gave him, and he receives pocket money monthly to buy snacks or iced cola, and Old Deng gave him four hundred thousand as an advisory fee for the tea garden's quality improvement.
But having money is one thing; who is the jellyfish maiden? Not familiar.
