"Last time you helped me, this time I'm helping you. We're even now, so you don't need to thank me."
Lin Yufei frowned, rubbing her stomach while waving her hand and turning to leave, picking up the fruit knife Su Xin had thrown on the ground in passing.
Su Xin stood where he was, not chasing after her, because he really didn't have much strength left, and he didn't know how to persuade her.
At this moment.
He saw a middle-aged man walk up to Lin Yufei, say something impatiently, then take the fruit knife from her hand, ask her to remove her apron, and finally hand her a hundred yuan bill, waving his hand before turning and leaving.
Lin Yufei stood still for a moment, then turned and walked in another direction.
Su Xin opened his mouth, wanting to call out to her, but ultimately did not speak.
