"Yes, just a moment." The shop lady seemed to have guessed something and promptly took out a box of contraceptive pills from the medicine cabinet. "Here, this is it."
"Thank you." Song Yinyin reached out to touch her bag, but paused.
Oh no, she forgot that her bag was still in Yan Kejun's car, now she's completely penniless.
Moreover, she doesn't know Yan Kejun's phone number...
Oh, heavens!
Song Yinyin rubbed her aching temples, feeling even more helpless.
She shyly looked up at the shop lady: "I'm sorry, ma'am, I... I forgot to bring money with me, could you leave me a contact number, and I'll pay you back later?"
The shop lady was kind-hearted, seeing that she seemed to have unspoken trouble, she said, "Take this box of medicine, consider it my treat. But at such a late hour, miss, where are you going?"
After a pause, the shop lady lowered her eyes, worriedly looking at her thin clothing, "Dressed like this, it could be dangerous, you should go home soon."
Go home?
