Just consider it as a voluntary labor!

  Su Ying woke up soon.

  Around four o'clock.

  She was tossed around until very late last night and only slept for two hours in a daze.

  The sound beside her was the man's even breathing, right behind her ear, the warm breath making her recall last night's craziness, and she couldn't help but blush.

  Su Ying carefully removed the man's arm that was still wrapped around her waist, tiptoed out of bed like a cat, and picked up her scattered clothes.

  As she was leaving, she took a glance at the man on the bed.

  The man's half face was buried in the pillow, and with almost no light, Su Ying could hardly see clearly.

  But Su Ying knew that as a gigolo, he was considered top-notch.

  Su Ying let out an almost inaudible sigh.

  This is also the reason why she must escape before he wakes up.

  Because she, Su Ying, can't afford it at all!

  Su Ying was still kind-hearted, leaving only enough money for the train ticket and putting all the rest of the money in her wallet on the pillow.

  "Sir, I'm out of money. It's not good for you to do a losing business. Just consider it as an act of voluntary labor. Wishing your business prosperity!"

  Then, Rong Jun woke up and saw the note on his pillow and several scattered banknotes, he couldn't help but cry and laugh at the same time.

  Rong Rui got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

  When she came out, Song Zihuan was constantly fiddling with a silver necklace in the shape of a cross on her hand, looking puzzled.

  The money was handed over and hastily put into his pocket.

  "What are you hiding? You have a guilty conscience."

  Kunimitsu Shiroyama wiped his hair while asking.

  "It's a good thing, I took your stuff, it doesn't count as stealing, but you, last night, didn't you secretly steal someone from behind me?"

  He was joking.

  Rong Rui didn't bother to pay attention to him. He simply took two cups and a bottle of wine by himself.

  He didn't say anything, and Song Zihuang became even more curious.

  Holding up the paper and money in his hand, he walked over and waved it in front of him: "Don't try to deny it, you didn't even have time to destroy the evidence."

  Rong Yu snatched back what was in his hand: "So idle so early in the Qing dynasty?"

  Song Zihuang was full of curiosity, and he wouldn't let him go: "Isn't that right? I'm just idle, you just admit it, quickly tell me which woman can make the usually self-disciplined Rong Da young master open up and break through, but isn't the 250 yuan reward given to you also too much, for someone like you who is inexperienced and lacks technique...”

  Rong Yunxiu pointed at the door and faintly spat out two words: "Get out!"

  "Still angry and ashamed, isn't it? Brothers, this is exciting, the old rascal has finally come to his senses. The old lady will definitely be overjoyed when she finds out. Don't worry, brothers will definitely help you catch that shameless woman..."

  These words sound like gloating.

  So, Song Zihuang was driven out.

  Rong Yu Xiu stared blankly at the 250 yuan left behind by that woman.

  250

  What a good number.

  It looks like there's some provocative meaning!