Pei Yutang held on to her as if he was clutching on to a life-saving straw. "I don't care! Daddy, you have to save me! You can't just watch as they send me abroad. I'm so pitiful, weak and helpless… Would you have the heart to do that?"
Lin Yan hissed, "I do have the heart…"
If he couldn't become a racer, he could only come back to inherit the family business, which was worth billions. He was really pitiful, weak and helpless!
The way he unconsciously flaunted his wealth stabbed the eyes of a poor person like her.
Pei Yutang exclaimed, "But, Daddy, you accepted my red packets!"
Lin Yan felt guilty the moment he spoke. "I…"
Why had she accepted them?
This young man was quite generous. There had been 188 yuan in each red packet.
Why couldn't she stop her hands?
Lin Yan blinked and asked, sounding as though her heart was aching, "It's not too late for me to return them now, right?"