Pouring Money

When I took the shoes downstairs, I didn't see anyone else. Instead, I saw Jason.

Remembering the experience last time, I turned around and walked back.

"Susan!"

He was anxious and ran over to stop me.

My eyes were cold, and I said coldly, "What are you doing here? Didn't I make it clear last time?"

"Yes, I saw on WhatsApp that you were going to sell it. I remember that you said you would give it to me before. Is it this pair?"

I blocked all his contact information.

I didn't expect that he still had a way to trouble me.

I took a deep breath and resisted the urge to curse. Gritting my teeth, I said, "So what if I did? No matter who I bought it for, I do have the right to deal with it."

"Of course!"

He continued, "I also think it's not good to take your things for free, so I came to buy them."

I looked up at him, my eyes full of sarcasm. "You know it's not good to take other people's things, don't you?"

"Yes!" With a smile on his face, he was very sure.