A million to He Shiwen was merely pocket money.
Zuo Aiai looked at He Shiwen, picked up the check, and laughed sarcastically, "It's my first time being hit with a check. This bitterness coexisting with mirth is a new experience!"
"A million is a sum you won't earn even in ten years. It's enough to make a down payment on a house! Well, I have other things to cope with, I'll be going first!" With a cold laugh, He Shiwen put down the spoon and prepared to leave.
"Rest assured, I won't approach Ji Nanfeng, I won't appear before him, and I also won't bother him!"
But if he comes to me, if he appears before me, and if he bothers me, that's none of my business!
As she spoke, Zuo Aiai picked up the check and put it in her bag, getting up.
She took a sip of the coffee on the table and said to He Shiwen, "Since Miss He is so wealthy, why don't you cover the coffee bill too!"
As soon as she finished, she walked out of the café.