Yang Nuannuan, who had just sat up, picked up her phone and glanced at it.
The call was from Yu Qiao Qiao.
A question mark appeared above Yang Nuannuan's head,
'Why is Qiao Qiao calling me so late?'
'Could it be...she's having second thoughts?'
In that moment, Yang Nuannuan actually felt a sense of relief.
Thinking this, she answered the phone.
As the call connected, Yu Qiao Qiao's voice came through, "Sister Nuan Nuan! Hurry up and give me your bank account number and the name of the bank!"
"Chen Yan just helped me with a large bank transfer tonight, I can transfer money to you now!"
Hearing Yu Qiao Qiao's words, Yang Nuannuan felt a bit empty-headed....
She didn't know how she managed to pull her bank card out of her wallet, recite the card number, or how she stumbled through giving out her bank's name.
But by the time she came back to her senses, everything was done.
