"Brother He Nan, Siyuan and I have been doing business recently, and we've made quite a bit of money." She looked around and then leaned in close to him, her eyes sparkling as she whispered, "I've saved up more than a thousand yuan."
She now considered herself a little rich lady, no longer someone to be helped out of poverty.
He Nan, seemingly ignoring her boastful talk, said indifferently, "Go inside and see if there's anything you like."
"..."
Shen Mianmian's mouth twitched slightly. Had her high-profile flaunting of wealth been in vain?
"Brother He Nan, I…"
"Don't like anything?" He Nan raised an eyebrow, "Then let's check out the next shop."
Shen Mianmian: "..."
She bit her lip and decided to be straightforward, "Brother He Nan, I have savings now, I can buy it myself."
He had helped her enough, and Shen Mianmian felt grateful. She didn't want to be a leech, taking advantage of others' kindness to endlessly amplify her own desires.