After ending the call with Huo Yunque, Song Yaoyao's mood improved a lot.
At that moment, her phone vibrated.
She saw that it was a notification of a transfer.
The amount was exactly double what Huo Ningxi had given her.
Buzz—
WeChat.
Gege: Be good and return his money back, okay?
Song Yaoyao blinked and acted oblivious, "What, Gege, I don't understand what you mean."
Gege: Really?
For some reason, Song Yaoyao felt as though this word was a threat.
Her waist ached and she pursed her lips.
Song Yaoyao: He gave it to me voluntarily. It's a reward!
Gege: You can't accept it.
Gege: What's mine, is yours.
Song Yaoyao: Do you have to be so domineering?
Song Yaoyao: /HandsOnHips
Gege: Are you going to listen to me?
Song Yaoyao humphed: Fine, fine.
Fine, she would return it.
What a jealous man! Don't think that she didn't know he was actually jealous.
