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Fu Shiyi pursed his lips, tapped the screen and rang off.

"As if you can beat me to death if I return."

Gu Weiwei sighed speechlessly. When he checked in at the hotel, she had found the card he had taken out a bit familiar. So he had used Fu Shiqin's card.

"Third Master, do you two feel uncomfortable if you don't set each other up?"

Fu Shiyi thought for a while and nodded.

"You are right."

"…" Gu Weiwei's lips twitched.

Fu Shiqin, who was far away in the capital, got so annoyed that he gritted his teeth on the way home from work.

Then he received a text that showed that 538.90 yuan had been transferred to his bank account.

He stared at the text with a frown; who would transfer such a small amount of money to him?

He was just wondering when Ling Jiao texted him.

[I used your card to treat Third Master and his sister-in-law to a hotpot dinner, so I sent you back the money.]