Xiaoli pursed her lips. Although she was very reluctant to give more money to Niu Hui, she had no choice but to fear Niu Hui's threats. She couldn't let everything she'd painstakingly schemed for turn into a bubble because of Niu Hui.
"I hope you remember the oath you swore!"
Xiaoli gritted her teeth and still transferred thirty thousand to Niu Hui via WeChat. Seeing her account suddenly short by thirty thousand, she was a bit scared that Yan Ruoxi would ask questions. After all, the excuse she used was a fabrication. But remembering that Yan Ruoxi had said she could spend this pocket money freely, she felt reassured.
Niu Hui was overjoyed upon receiving the money, completely forgetting the oath Xiaoli had made him swear. He sent a message: Xiaoli, didn't you say during the day you had no money? How come you have it by night? That was quick!
Xiaoli saw the message, frowned in disgust, and replied: That's none of your business! Just remember the oath you swore!
