Feng Wuyou was shocked. Her eyes widened as she looked at Chu Yi in a daze.
I was just being impulsive and casually said it. Why did Chu Yi agree? F*ck! He agreed?!!
Feng Wuyou stood in front of Chu Yi in a daze. A gust of wind blew past, stirring the hair on her forehead. Chu Yi suppressed the smile on his lips. "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Feng Wuyou waved his hand. "No, but I want to ask you, why did you agree?"
Feng Wuyou calmed down and looked at Chu Yi. Why would such a handsome and highly educated boy be reduced to being a kept man?
Just as Feng Wuyou finished speaking, Chu Yi lowered his eyes slightly and lowered his voice. "I need money."
Chu Yi looked like a flower in the mountains, as if he would never bow down to others. Now that he lowered his eyes and looked a little disappointed, it inexplicably made one's heart tremble.
