บท 230: What Is Youth Without Passion? (1)

Even though those were Song Qingchun's real thoughts, she put on the air of generosity and shook her head at Su Zhinian, adding, "The evening paper only costs 1 RMB; that's too much! I'll just pay for it!"

Of course, Su Zhinian didn't really need to read the evening paper. It was just that he had heard Song Qingchun grumbling about money in the bedroom, and he was using this as a front to give her some.

Who knew his kindness would be distorted by the girl? She mocked him for his stinginess, assuming he would ask for the full change in return!

Su Zhinian stared quietly at Song Qingchun, who pretended like she didn't need the money even though her fingers were still reaching for it. Just as Song Qingchun was going to pull the note away, his fingers tightened as he pulled the note back from her grasp. He slipped it back into his wallet and pulled out a coin to place into Song Qingchun's palm, together with an especially polite "Thank you."