Li Youjia was on the verge of breaking down, her grievances bubbling as she turned to Xu Yichen who was driving, and accused, "Look! This is your beloved childhood friend. I don't care about the thirty thousand yuan, I could have just given it to her as a gift to help her out, but how could she screw me over like this?"
Xu Yichen was also surprised that Chen Xixi had swindled his girlfriend, but compared to Li Youjia's constant badmouthing of Chen Xixi, her accusations now only made him more resentful.
Somewhat impatiently, he said, "You already said that you don't care about the thirty thousand yuan. Let's just leave it at that and keep your distance from her in the future."
"Aren't you going to stand up for me?"
"Do we have to bring her up, even on a holiday?"
The car's interior was dim, lit intermittently by passing streetlights, giving Li Youjia fleeting glimpses of the man's stern profile. Even though she couldn't see his eyes, she could feel his impatience.
