C33 In an Old Mansion

I nodded in agreement.

Turning down Yuan Huahua wasn't something I had a reason to do.

But my funds were low. I did some quick math and realized that between the 10,000 yuan Zhong Ling had given me and my own 2,000 yuan salary, I had a total of 12,000 yuan.

As I mulled over my finances, I caught Yuan Huahua gazing at me, chin propped in her hand.

Snapping out of my reverie