บท 758: 758, 【Memory 3】Cigarettes are Wonderful

Xiao Yebai didn't say a word.

However, there was a chilling, aloof mist lingering on his handsome young face.

Mo Weiyi felt a little frightened and quickly added, "If you stay with me, I'll sleep over, book my ticket to go home tomorrow, and pretend this never happened. I won't tell my grandfather nor my parents. They won't know I came to Seattle to find you."

As she finished, she lowered her head to her meal.

Um...

This Italian pasta was just unbearable.

The noodles were unbearably stiff, as if undercooked, tasteless, and the meat sauce it came with wasn't fresh.

Besides, there was nothing else but this bowl of pasta.

But there was no other option. After losing her wallet, it seemed Xiaobai was struggling financially, only managing to afford this small room and this bowl of pasta for her...

When she gets back home, she needs to get her dad to transfer more money for Xiaobai's living expenses.