Fu Zixun took out a pile of cash and gave it to her, "Take it! I'm really sorry last night." He always gets out of control like that.

"Thank you, I went back first." Yingying put on her clothes, picked up her bag and was ready to leave, but Fu Zijun stopped.

"Are you really called a hairpin?" When Fu Zixun asked this question, he felt that he was really a fool, but a person with the same name. Can't he even put that in mind?

Yingying nodded. "Yes, Yingying smiled." She raised her lips with a light smile at the corners of her mouth.

Her laughter is obviously not...