Sheng Qingyan finished speaking, then, still seemingly angry, she stamped her foot forcefully, startling Ji You and Chu Jiaojiao so much that they both stepped back a few steps. The two glanced at each other, fell silent, and after probably a few seconds, Ji You sneakily moved closer to Chu Jiaojiao and whispered, "Just one tiny question... does Little Cutie have any money?"
Chu Jiaojiao seized the opportunity to lean in closer to Ji You, staring at Ji You's cheeks with a silly smile on her face, "Nope... as far as I know, he's really poor..."
Ji You raised her hand to push away Chu Jiaojiao's face, her expression suddenly changing as she snorted at Sheng Qingyan, "Hmph! Poor dead, how dare you say I'm poor."
Sheng Qingyan: "..."
Ji You continued, "As a poor person, you must have ambition. This is what they call 'poverty without shortness of spirit.'"
Sheng Qingyan: "..."