Hearing his words, Yun Bilu waved her hands in front of her as she opposed his suggestion. "Please don't. If you do that, I'll become a laughing stock here. I'm a needy student, so I don't have the money for a housekeeper. Just don't do it, okay? "
With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the bed frame, he looked down at Yun Bilu. "Yun Bilu, how on earth did you become a needy student? Do you need me to explain? Are you really a needy student?"
Yun Bilu puffed up as she answered, "Of course I am. Compared to the other students here, I'm poor. They all drive branded cars and wear designer clothes. If you compare me to them, it's easy to see why that title belongs to me."
Huang Yize laughed at Yun Bilu's explanation and shook his head. "What a twisted logic."
