Ji Nuan changed her clothes and came out of the bedroom, only to see Mo Jingshen gazing at her.
Mo Jingshen silently looked at the big, dark eyes of the woman.
He was not tangled up in the past, nor being angry or resentful.
Actually, he wasn't sure whether she would forgive him for that reason.
Seeing her remain silent, Ji Nuan didn't speak either. She straightened her collar deadpan and asked, "Can you lend me a hundred yuan?"
She couldn't borrow his cell phone, so she asked him to borrow her money. But why did she only borrow one hundred yuan?
