After Tang Si left, Song Yi licked her lips and let out a breath.
She felt a vague sense of worry inside, but she couldn't ask him what exactly his assignment was, whether it was dangerous or not.
"Ding—" Just thinking about this, her phone beeped.
She lowered her head to pick up her phone and take a look.
It was a message from Tang Si.
A transaction notification.
[Tang Si has transferred 200,000 yuan to you, please confirm receipt.]
Song Yi's eyes widened, and she counted the digits again.
Little Vixen: [Why did you transfer so much money to me?]
Tang Si: [Voice Message]
She clicked to open it and just heard him say: "Buy some clothes, this amount of money can't even buy two pieces, daily WeChat transfer limit is only this much."
"Next time, I'll give you my bank card to swipe, next time, I'll accompany you shopping and watching movies."
Song Yi's clothes are very expensive, her shoes and jewelry even more so.
