Rong Qingqing couldn't hold back, rolled her eyes at him, "You've got a lot of nerve."
"Open your phone, open the payment code, hurry up! If you keep dawdling, I'll do it myself!" Rong Qingqing threatened fiercely.
The handsome beggar hesitated for two seconds, probably afraid that Rong Qingqing would take advantage if she made a move, so he chose to listen.
Rong Qingqing raised an eyebrow, hummed with satisfaction, scanned the handsome beggar's phone payment code, and then transferred ten bucks over.
"See that! Gave you ten bucks! If you dare call me a cheapskate again, you..." Rong Qingqing thought for a few seconds, "May lightning strike you five times!"
"..." The handsome beggar looked at the payment info on the phone, with the corners of his mouth twitching imperceptibly.
Ten bucks, still a cheapskate!
"You dragged me here in front of so many people just to send me ten bucks?" The handsome beggar was a little skeptical.
