When Rong Qingqing said she wanted it, the look on her face wasn't fake; it was full of longing.
Shen Jue curled his lips.
Just because the booklet here had his photo in it, did she want it?
Did she want to secretly look at his picture?
Shen Jue watched Rong Qingqing, seeing her hugging it tightly, unwilling to let go, raised his eyebrows, and agreed.
"Alright, I'll give it to you."
Rong Qingqing was taken aback for a moment.
She knew her request was quite shameless, but she didn't expect Shen Jue to actually agree?
"You're really a great person." Rong Qingqing gave Shen Jue a thumbs-up in praise.
Shen Jue was much more generous than she thought.
"Shen Jue, we agreed, we're adults now, and you can't go back on what you promised." Rong Qingqing patted Shen Jue's shoulder, "Since you've agreed, I'll take it then?"
"Do you think I'm like you?" Shen Jue still remembered Rong Qingqing unapologetically reaching out to Zhao Junxi to get back the ten yuan.
