With the grandmother and granddaughter united against him, Duan Zeming had run out of tricks. He had no choice but to leave for now and figure out another approach.
Before leaving, he thought for a moment and still decided to take the two thousand yuan Su Yuhan had "lent" him. But on his first try to pull it away… it didn't budge.
Duan Zeming: "…"
Su Yuhan: "…"
The two of them just stood there, each gripping one side of the money, staring wide-eyed at each other.
Realizing what was happening, Duan Zeming let out a frustrated laugh.
Never mind all the tips from her livestreams. Before, when he didn't know her background, his interest was piqued just by seeing her face, which looked so much like Jiang Yuxi's. He'd spent four hundred thousand just to hire her for a couple of hours to solve a few problems.
In the end, he didn't even get to meet her in person before she took off.
