Sang Xiao: Cigarettes in my pocket, phone charged, money in my account. Who cares about love and all that stuff!
Sang Xiao's life motto: Ignore the Matchmaker God, but kneel before the God of Wealth and never get up!
"Did you get into another fight?"
"They started it this time!"
"What did they do to you?"
"They swindled me out of my money."
"How much?"
"Thirty yuan!"
"..."
"You broke his leg over thirty yuan?"
"I didn't mean to..."
Sang Xiao had just paid Xu Yunyan one hundred thousand yuan in medical bills. Feeling wronged, she had a shiny little bubble forming at the tip of her nose.
Later,
"Honey, hug me."
"Honey, cuddle with me."
Sang Xiao couldn't bear to look. Who was this man?!
