My name is Qiu Cai. All I want is money, money enough to make life beautiful. I dream of poetry and faraway places, and I want cold, hard cash.
Xiao Qi: It really is beautiful. I turned you into a one-and-a-half-meter-tall, white-haired, red-eyed little girl. How is that not beautiful? As for money, once I get stronger, money will be nothing but wastepaper, okay?
Qiu Cai: Xiao Qi, take care of me!
Xiao Qi: Shoo, shoo. Trying to act cute, are you? That won't work on me.
Qiu Cai: Oh dear, what am I supposed to do with this evil thing?
Xiao Qi: Oh dear, this is great.
Lin Ya: What are they doing? Why does it feel like they're performing a comedy routine to thin air?
Zhou Ye: Ever since Xiao Qi learned to take human form, it's become surprisingly human. I underestimated its potential.
Shen Mianmian (I just want to lie in bed)
