Upon hearing this, Qin Siye's gaze turned icy as he immediately responded, "No need. I didn't set up the wallet feature on WeChat."
Shen Xi said, "Then send me your bank account number, and I'll transfer the money to you when I get back."
Qin Siye said, "When I say there's no need, I mean it. Consider it compensation for the fright you endured tonight."
Even through the screen, Shen Xi could feel his anger.
Her heart skipped a beat, not understanding why he suddenly became angry.
Jian Fan had said that this place was an upscale hotel in Xicheng, and considering that Qin Siye had booked a suite, it probably cost at least ten thousand for the night, if not seven or eight thousand.
Could it be that his money was blown in by the wind?