Four hundred and thirteen Strolling in the mall_1
"No, you two haven't bought anything new at all, even the daily necessities on the windowsill are old. The money I advanced you earlier, you didn't use it at all. I'm telling you, you didn't get robbed when you went out, did you?"
Gu Chen was somewhat puzzled; the frugality of these two girls far exceeded his imagination, especially since they were both 18 years old, an age when girls typically enjoyed fun and beauty.
They hadn't spent any of their salary after receiving it.
They hadn't even spared to replace the toothbrush that was nearly bristleless, which was just not logical.
Now, Gu Chen really suspected that they might have been robbed on the day they left for their holiday.
After all, the public security in those days wasn't very good, and there was no such thing as online payments.
The thievery profession was still bursting with vitality, like an uncharted blue sea emerging with all things bright and beautiful.