บท 150: Chapter 150: Artificial Respiration

"Little girl, Weiyang is not a place for an eighteen-year-old girl to come," Ji Shengxuan said.

"You, Ji Boss, are short of people, and I'm short of money, who knows how old I am. Look at me, don't I look mature with makeup on?" Xu Chaomu muttered.

Upon hearing her, Ji Shengxuan really took a serious look at her.

Just now, Shen Chi had pushed her into the river, and by now, the makeup on her face had been washed off, revealing her small and delicate white cheeks, but no matter how you looked at them, they seemed immature.

Her big eyes showed a stubbornness, and her pouted little lips were also red and plump.

"You're short of money?" Ji Shengxuan was genuinely curious.

Someone who knew Shen Chi wouldn't be so bad off as to lack money, right?

"Ji Boss, do you want to lend me money? I don't want it."

Ji Shengxuan laughed again, and when he smiled, his eyes were especially attractive: "Wishful thinking."