Under the streetlamp, He Minjun stood up.
It was already eleven o'clock, and this area was a slum, nothing like the prosperity of Zhennan Street.
The surroundings were quiet and dark, with only the faint light of the streetlamp shining.
"Sorry..."
"No problem, then show some sincerity."
"Huh?"
He Minjun blushed instantly, thinking to herself, does picking a lock demand such a high price?
Not asking for money but selling her body.
"Huh? Next time when you have money, treat me to a meal," Jiang Nian said, "Let's go, don't dawdle."
"Oh oh, okay." He Minjun breathed a sigh of relief, though she was still a bit embarrassed, "So that's what you meant."
"What else?" Jiang Nian turned back and looked at her, with a scrutinizing expression on his face, "What did you think?"
"Nothing...nothing." He Minjun swung her arms, laughing awkwardly, "Ha...ha, nothing."
While others read Spring and Autumn Annals, she was different.
Watching videos instead.
