Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1194- Top Flower
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 952: A Hundred Years of Accumulation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1193- Heaven and Earth as one
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 324 - A Bunch Of Fake Gods; Princess Dongfang Yao
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 24.2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 40: The Demon King’s Decision
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 631: The Word Traitor
Ji Fanyin thought that getting off work at 9 PM was still reasonable. It was much better than having to trudge home at midnight.
Perhaps he was feeling too stifled from her earlier verbal jabs, but Bai Zhou didn’t trouble her much in the following three hours. He was oddly obedient, choosing to go along with her cues without a word of complaint. He even finished up his vegetables despite being a picky eater.
It was just that he hardly spoke a word over the three hours.
Ji Fanyin figured that he was probably frightened by the possibility that she might kick him off her list of clients.
As she sat on the chair by the entranceway and put on her boots, preparing to leave the penthouse, Bai Zhou stared intently at her from not too far away.
After she slipped into her boots and stomped lightly to get her feet fully inside, she turned around and asked Bai Zhou a vital question, “Do you still have enough money to use?”
No matter what, Bai Zhou was still a student. No matter how rich his family was and how negligent they were of him, surely they would be concerned at the millions flowing out of his bank account.
She did consider the possibility of the cliché plot of Mrs. Bai knocking on her door with an 800 million dollars cheque in hand. If such a situation were to really occur, her natural response was to accept the cheque and leave Bai Zhou’s side.
“None of your business,” growled Bai Zhou.
Ji Fanyin gave it some thought and decided that it was indeed none of her business.
The Bai Family would make a move if they had any objections about their transactions. It wouldn’t be too late for her to resolve the problem when they finally come knocking on her door.
“Goodbye.” Ji Fanyin wrapped her scarf around her neck and opened the door.
Bai Zhou couldn’t resist the urge to call out to her, “Hey.”
Ji Fanyin turned around to look at him questioningly.
“Why do you need so much money?” Bai Zhou bit his lips and asked impatiently. “Do you owe money to loan sharks or something? How much more do you need? I’ll pay your debts on your b
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