C168 Shui Rou's Gratitude

Zheng Lei looked at Shui Rou. "Rou, your living expenses …"

Shui Rou interrupted him. "Aiya, don't worry about that. I still have money." As he spoke, he stuffed the card back into Zheng Lei's pocket.

Zheng Lei could only smile helplessly, but he accidentally saw the look of disdain on Yue Qingmei's face.

"Pretty boy." Yue Qingmei whispered.

"Cyan Plum!" Shui Rou's expression darkened