"Let me put it in this way for you," Shen Cizhou said, "I don't have enough money to pay them. I'm just a poor little guy who came from a village deep in the mountains.
"Maybe you have never heard of my village before. It's quite deep in the mountains. It's called "Good Guys Village". It is one of the poorest villages in our country, and look at this shirt I'm wearing. It looks good, right? But did you know that in order to buy this shirt, I have to sell my blood to get money? And I bought this shirt because I don't want to make you look bad when I come to pick you up."
Fu Zhi became speechless.
She thought about Shen Cizhou's intention.
It was fine to play with her feelings, but it was never fine if anyone tried to cheat her of her money.
