Zhuang Wencheng understood Zhuang Qingning's nature. She appeared gentle, yet she was also assertive. If she said no, then it meant no.
After hesitating for a moment, he reluctantly took back the money: "Okay, if Little Sister Ning doesn't need this temporarily, I'll keep it for now. But if you encounter any difficulties or need money in the future, don't hesitate to seek me out."
"Thank you, Brother Wencheng." Zhuang Qingning smiled with her eyes curving beautifully.
Having a playmate who grew up with her and frequently thinks of her, even just this sentiment, made her feel warm inside.
Seeing Zhuang Qingning's smile, Zhuang Wencheng also grinned.
The fourteen-year-old boy had reached the height of an adult with a mature face, but still possessed the youthful energy and vitality of his age. His smile was radiant, just like the sunlight at this moment.