"I already told you, I'm not a virgin anymore, can't sell myself!" Ye Qiu cried with a mournful face, having lost her previous arrogant demeanor.
Edward's brow furrowed even more.
He took out a file folder: "Do you recognize this?"
Inside the alternating white and green plastic folder were some bills, which seemed somewhat familiar.
Ye Qiu estimated, it looked like eighty-eight yuan. And there was a note, the writing on the note...
Payment settled!
Hell, wasn't that her writing?
"You..." Ye Qiu hesitated, scrutinizing Edward. He's the man who deflowered her that night! And quite good-looking.
"Looks like you remembered," Edward sneered, anger surging in his eyes, "A night for eighty-eight bucks, satisfied?"
Ye Qiu was embarrassed.
With this man's looks, there should have been several zeros after eighty-eight. But she really had no money at the time! Eighty-eight yuan was all she had! After running away, she didn't even have money for a cab!
