Looking at the time on her watch, she stood up and prepared to leave.
However, the little guy came back hurriedly just as she stepped out:
"Jiang Tingxu, didn't I tell you not to move? "
Hiss!
With this roar, the foot that had just been lifted instantly retracted, and an ingratiating expression appeared on her face.
Something didn't feel quite right. Had the order been reversed?
It didn't just seem like it. It was exactly what was happening!
The little guy walked in with a huff. He was holding his piggy bank:
"Come over here," he said bluntly.
The corners of Jiang Tingxu's mouth curled in embarrassment as she went up to him.
He placed the piggy bank on the table and unlocked it. The colorful RMB notes, with the portrait of an old man printed on them, fell out before her.
At the bottom, there were a few bank cards and two bankbooks.
