Gu Jin placed the cup filled with malted milk on the table and handed the washed apple to An Mingji, while still holding one apple herself.
She took a bite of the crispy, juicy apple and leaned against the door, staring at the woman across from her.
The other woman did not expect Gu Jin to refuse outright.
In her eyes, Gu Jin was just a country girl who would surely be blinded by money, but the outcome was far from satisfactory, making her expression even darker for the moment.
Unwilling to give up, she fixed her eyes knowingly on Gu Jin and asked, "How much money do you want to give me this berth?"
Gu Jin swallowed the apple in her mouth and her eyebrows shifted, her eyes cold as ice: "Don't understand human language? I said I'm not giving it, we don't want money."
"You... you're being unreasonable!" The woman lashed out in anger without choosing her words carefully.
Gu Jin knew talking with this unreasonable woman was pointless; she was basically an idiot.
