Han Luoli was slightly stunned.
Suddenly a voice came excitedly from under the bridge: "Jiayi, Lin Jiayi, look, money is really falling from the sky! Don't break up with me!"
The girl in the Rolls-Royce laughed brightly, playfully rubbed her little nose: "Buddy, I've helped you as much as I can!"
Han Luoli was also startled, hearing the outside voices. Smiling, he stretched out his distinctly jointed index finger, slightly curled it, and tapped her little nose.
"Naughty."
Gu Xiaoer grumbled: "I just think that if money is falling from the sky and that girl still insists on breaking up, then that boy should probably give up."
"I thought you were going to help them reconcile." The man unexpectedly turned his head to look at her.
"Well, if the girl really chooses to settle down and live sincerely with the boy, that's fine too. But I think the girl won't easily change her mind. So, no matter what, letting them see their true feelings is the most important thing."
