Mo Ming lowered his head and counted the hard-earned money and handed it to the counter pretending not to care, "Hey, this is the prepaid tuition." "This is the student card. Keep it and don't lose it. This is the last time. I hope you don't regret it after working so hard." "Yeah. I know." Mo Ming lowered his head and straightened his sleeves and nervously held the student card. "An Yichen, I'm sorry, I'm going to bother you again." The girl murmured and closed the door.