Chen Jiao flinched, all the ferocity she had shown when confronting Ye Rong gone. But then she rallied, "I'm not scared. With Teacher here, I'm not scared at all."
Tan You said, "Alright, let's go to the hotel. Your film crew isn't in the mood to shoot this afternoon anyway. Everyone has already left."
Chen Jiao turned on her heel and dragged the suitcase full of cash into her hotel. As for the money, she still hadn't figured out what to do with it.
She didn't want to use any of it on herself. After all, just as she'd said, the money was soaked in the blood and tears of every person who had been oppressed. If she used it for her own pleasure, Chen Jiao wouldn't be able to live with herself.
Perhaps others would call Chen Jiao self-righteous, but Tan You genuinely liked her personality. Truly pure people were too rare in this world. A personality like Chen Jiao's was precious.
