Su Li was slightly taken aback and immediately grabbed Yan Sida, retreating to the side.
A dozen large red bills fluttered into the air, scattered messily on the ground, spreading at Su Li's feet.
Ling Chenyu's face darkened instantly, gritting her teeth slightly, she said, "You dare to dodge?"
She couldn't remember the last time she was treated like this.
This wasn't even the first time she threw money at people, yet it was the first time someone dared to dodge!
He Jiaren, holding the trembling cat she just took from Ling Chenyu, laughed and said to Su Li and Yan Sida, "Weren't you yelling about getting rabies shots? The money's given to you, pick it up and get your shots."
Yan Sida's eyes were red, staring daggers at them.
She hated.
She hated rich people the most!
Rich people should all die!
He Jiaren stroked the uneasy cat, lifted her chin and said, "Pick it up, why not pick it up? Aren't your lives so precious? Got scratched by a cat and need shots—ah—so painful!"
