Jiang Moxi didn't realize that her earlier unusual behavior had created a smoke bomb effect for Ling Ye.
All she knew was that after she got into Fu Youhan's car, Fu Youhan started asking questions.
"The money you earned working part-time at Night Color should be enough to cover your tuition and daily expenses."
By then, night had fallen outside the car window, and the lights of thousands of homes were lit up one after another.
Sitting side by side, Jiang Moxi could smell the faint scent of tobacco on the man.
"But I still need money," Jiang Moxi said.
"How much do you lack? I can help you," Fu Youhan asked, his voice suddenly also carrying a seductive tone.
"Thank you, but there's no need," Jiang Moxi refused without hesitation.
She believed in paying her own debts without dragging others into them.
At this moment, the light and shadows outside the car window perfectly streamed in to highlight her beautiful profile, making her drooping eyelids look obedient and gentle.
