Lu Zijia, who kicked the door open domineeringly just then, touched her nose a bit guiltily. "How much?"
The owner of the hotel stretched out two short fat fingers and said, "At least two hundred yuan!"
"Alright." Lu Zijia nodded and immediately walked towards Gray, who was thrown to the ground by her, then reached out her hand. "Give me two hundred yuan."
She knocked the door down to catch this guy, so this guy should be responsible.
After all, if this guy didn't run, she wouldn't have to kick open the door and destroy it in the process, right?
Lu Zijia thought that her twisted logic made sense.
Gray, who had just recovered from the pain in his body, looked at the palm that was extended in front of him. "?!!"
Damn! He wasn't the one who kicked the door. Why did he have to pay for it?!
Even though Gray didn't want to pay, he still obediently took out two hundred yuan and handed it to the hotel owner.
